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They are shades now too soon
To ours;
If now be then and to come,
And soon, all moments.
Friend, glance, countered coin;
In easy continuance and forethought hour,
By past tomorrows jaded.
Meridian unmarked: that Sunday stone
And dune blade
In strange fellowship touched.

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Maria pale on the paler plains
That shipped a sail white on black
To the sky-bound eye
On Imbrium and Nectaris.
The scend of due gravity wove
A song, eye symphonic,
Solar wind for a tint of silence.

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The interpellant tree in silk congress
Convened: Stay this hour's execution.
Unseason our labor; dull
The present edge.
No. The parliment of day
Will procedure unpoint, petal
Carpet, frost, flower the field
Of all, in permanence motion-hearted.

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Full of language these motions retrograde
To love and interest justified.
Words and glyphs in a wood of sound
The hour month years pathed in misdirect
Precision. In single-leafed clouds
Unwhispered unspoken unheard
Is electric interiority,
Baffled in the dappleness
And cross-purposed signs of light.

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Queasy the switches and clavicord
Pank, violin swum, steel
Wheel gapped syncopate,
Yet smoothed to the silver narrows.
The train. Many tongued now,
Condense in short-hand depth,
De-natured enactment
Upon a strung and wooden o.

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