let the the past become the dust
we walk on and see the future as current:
bending from warm to cold stroking
the coast and moving on into dawn
let the here become a sequence
of events so random and sublime
we will provide space for the unfolding
of the now and the future and the past
failed practices and possible
chances soon regress and become horizon
the meeting of eternities, the line
of molecules separating us from ourselves
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