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Lines admit, the rest in signs as
told between the day's roses resting;
outer sung, you are. The moon & pressure
into seasons moved, along this time
around, in some beginning light to love
the heart becalmed and thorough as
forces faces forward, floats arrived the
balancing mounds, or flesh fresh floating
cross across the blue lines distancing from
here and there, the movies beckon
into lines withdrawn the world's
poles striving thus & then the rest
her eyes across the day, and moved,
too complex, endures duration, move
and score yr harps are wove in thorough
roofs begins and sails throughout again.