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As
rising. Fell: as Dystap. Fell:
as rose. Dissolved
into dyspyoulate clarity
A
sight that bleached me (
No )
In my heart, & through my mouth,
Such as no one joined to me
( As no Wasborn
) as as
Born from above I ( Speak SynopticI
) Shorn.orn.oflintels
&
sit, radiason, in this wooden chair of underbeams. 2:39 Thermal Signatures
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Poetry Review