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reflect not to see - EYES
sculpting shape,
chasms into spacing,
  broken fate.

Aimless curved needles
slip on the blue eyes - HANDS
(pulsing) push
caverns, castles, canyons
  into books.

Swooping dewdawn
waves fall lash and lust - BREATHE
sparkling fire - hold
  solemn soul of stone.



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