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>but

a fictional essay

>i 

in 29 tangos            

>prefer the rilke you cited previously

a piece I like 


>he distanced himself

from my lips you learn
the lateral       
the wide sweep of search that carries all the tiny
miracles  with it in upwards progressions
I would remind you twirling is the pattern leaves fall in   
and my
reflection quiet off the birch under moon
when I am multiple it is only to multiply expansion   



>> a lovely thought I might rest on
>> am so very
>> tired
>>
>as am i
>
>tired of people

what type of people +?


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