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Melted Enfolding
You entrusted me
with the sights
of the
heights,
those nights, the heights of you, which were depths.
[Where
I
saw]
like the paradoxes
of my youth,
which I studied
so extensively
-
in the
sun,
an
enfolded melting, a melting reflection.
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