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Winds of Heaven, Stuff of Earth
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
after waxes lines
cross hemispherical
on the ground,
life wears
layers down,
spinning tires
for 10,000 miles
(the what and where)
after you (the who)
tire, you wear
nightsky&ground, then
leave the immaterial
journey behind.
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