Do you still remember
how to play the music
of getting up
wave the mettle in sync
to be the one
the better one
do you still remember
the fading faces of time
underneath
the swallowing perfection
off-the-wall
unveiling
their sapphire kingdom
but no one
returns
do you still remember
the time you fell
from the death bed
of surrenders
yet again and again
your knees flex and stretch
to sketch another
clear sky.
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