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  • will the flames remain motion long enough for transit
    when the looking glass cracks the thresh hold gaurding the keep of travel
    It's the Markers and the Makers touching in brief acts of space
    pushing the wheel without touching an arc past uncommon intersects
    pulling impermanence along with candle light turning your self into the place of years

    Our engines eye the moss
    My east of easts are reborn along the spiral dimension this morning
    Staying while moving gardens remind the seeded lessons worth keeping
    Answers of peace in Work's motion
    searches through the mirrors hidden in hearts
    Cubist debts hang in the galleries of gravity

    whispered sorrows walk the violins
    happiness runs out in front
    There, lies the clues of true balance
    true weight
    possibly known sight

    these temporal waves here
    life dreams made real in our searching eyes of memory
    without proof of capture
    are the indicators, clearly pointing past reference

    Melodies that reside between windows
    Pillars that began as walking sticks

    GO. the empty paths are the ones that must be taken
    they willl disappear behind you
    they will close over you
    so they may open for others

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