face,
a picture,
fleetingly seen
someplace,
a staircase,
heart quickens
pace,
mind retraces,
steps back,
in space,
time,
first base,
paper chase,
in any case,
a move
to efface
erase
the desire
to embrace,
to unlace and
know, inwardly,
that state
of Grace.
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