The swing, pushing you over swinging
is his light/right such incandescence
over the brightly colored water
as it falls up you are even swifter.
Standing on the cliff over the sea
a dolphin moving through the water
whose deep-sea green opposite is white
the yellow sun warm adorer
where it does not cover the eye
under any condition, bequest is beheld.
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