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June 8th, 2024
Saturday Night Scribbles

I thought of a human birth
And I glanced up
’Twas dusk, early and bright still
And close to me it fell
through the sky and burned
’Twas mine, for me
That is emptiness
The dreamlike aspect of relation
The infrastructure of Destiny.
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