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the urge to scream before sound is emitted the warmth of expectation when seeing a certain somebody the white noise audible below breathe yet above silence the distortion of time when eyes are closed, lying down, morning and night the hundredth bullet on a paper list destined for the trash bin ever-making meaning<br> of the perpetual puzzle<br> by the perpetually puzzled<br> never-making meaning <br> a perceptual muzzle<br> the conceptually muzzled<br> take space<br> make space<br> create space<br> and the gap between thoughts grows<br> a glassy pond appears<br> no urge to scream<br> now the urge to steep, to float<br> away away away<br> <br> within and away
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