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To change is
to become is
to swim in
a raindrop of
Consciousness,
though not calm,
soft and sweet
as a child,
as a child's toothless smile,
a smile that
makes me
want to run
in all directions at once.
With the backward messenger of Future's mystery, we grow the purple of our time. Swimming green, i sit.
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