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Don’t

tell me what

I should see.

Stand, still, tell me to

stand still too. I see what

you think, don’t move or the lake

moves too, the ripples start and I lose

what you said, what I saw, what I was before

I

am born

My eyes and yours

we wrote and made history,

winners, us, unmoved or just, singular

in mind. We are two, still, tell me

we are ringing, or soaring floating

in rainfaint topaz lips and bloodrich

moments pregnant with now, I hear, eye dew, in black drip

                                                                                                          drip

                                                                                                                  drip

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