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Approachings
Suddenly I coil the clouds round my fingertips
Play its nerves like ghosts of smoke
Invertibrate and paralyzed
For my spine is a snake
Wrapped around the thumb of time
In a dull vibration of existence
Ever steady musical
Suddenly I become a fog
Spread like an afghan on the village
Thickened air is flooding
As I aproach the sullen ground
To plummet off
The cloudy cliffs of the moment
Suddenly the ground is sky
And sky is ground
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