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Grab the world
by broom handle

Let finite ends
be peeled away

She says
with wide grin

Forget cunning
forget asphalt

Feathered lips
posing questions

A fine shellac
spinning tales

Which numerals
the di cast

The moment now
next of kin

Handheld wonder
in and of all things

Welcoming dew
pressed by tidal sun
This moment, now. 
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byrds-of-midnight Featured By Owner Sep 26, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
Inspiring.
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HarperQ Featured By Owner Sep 26, 2016
Thank you!
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