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Seelonce FINI

Seelonce FINI
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prudonce
prudonce
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Were you caught sleeping,
Drowsing by chance �
Atop the natural world?
M'dear Prudence,
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For the sake of the resistance
�� New optics may be required �
�� To be fitted into the hexagonal skull. �
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prudonce � � �O
prudonce

Our molecules gather speed in silence
Until all is elucidate and vibrating.
We push against the heraldry and azure limits,
We bend beauty to brace the corporeal body. �
We learn new mechanics, new movements �
and with new hands we bury old grievances.
We strip the stale varnish from the margins
and that which is destroyed �
Becomes the ambergris of the new process.
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Here �
We hunger further �
Under an opulent skyfull of stars �
Whose bejeweled branches fall around us
Like those of some great weeping willow,
Veined with gold-dust, immarcescible
in immaculate darkness. �
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prudonce
�� prudonce
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�� Seelonce FINI
�� Reboot radio
�� Let loose your golden hair again, Love; �
�� We kick up the engines
�� to ride the wanderlust down. �
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