I've finished with profoundity
I tell myself from now on
I will be the common man
I will learn even the
dedication until beyond the word
a ceaseless bending
between a bourn and
the other-
swollen by the same flounder of eyelids
commiting myself heavenly
in a dance of white butterflies
I shall burn
in the light
of the wings
clairvoyant
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