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/Space of Know/
Fleet of fleet-footed
Foundlings flow -
In floods.
States of drift.
Segments.
All things move,
Maneuver,
go.
All things grow.
And yet…
Only we know -
The space between
/whence we come
And whence we
Go/.
Published 7th Aug 2021
Author's Note
I was cloud watching on this night and this is what came of that.
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