![]() you will never be alone. Rain will come, a gutter filled, an Amazon, long aisles -- you never heard so deep a sound, moss on rock, and years. You turn your head -- that's what the silence meant: you're not alone. The whole wide world pours down. |
![]() the right one and a whole half of the universe wakes up, a new half. |
![]() has always been there, will always remain. It is a good world to be lost in. It comforts you. It is all right. And you sleep. |
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![]() farther, for the pity; from now on I know it with them. We'll take a stand, wherever the end is. We go forward by this quiet sharing, they one way, I another. I am their promise: no one else is going to know. |
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![]() they see time going on and someone alone, but they don't say anything. |
![]() waited for history, its elbows tense, watching the curve of a particular road as if something might happen. |
![]() believes in the ocean. |
![]() yesterday sighs away. |
![]() or a breaking line may discourage them back to sleep; the signals we give -- yes or no, or maybe -- should be clear: the darkness around us is deep. |
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![]() to know what occurs but not recognize the fact. |
![]() I participate in discovery. I am a butterfly. I am not a butterfly collector. I want the experience of the butterfly. |
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