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At My Command
Every journey begins
With a finger
Into
An
Epicenter
Releasing concentric rings
Of signs
&
Things
Resonating
&
Resounding
It was there
That I watched a Hawk’s feather
Linger
Almost lighter
Than
The
Air
Into my open hand
…
Manifestation
At my
Command
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