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Chipped tea dishes, for pleasure only

A deep sky with torn clouds at sunset

How I question and murmur

Alone in my body

Where the universe closes in

Terrifying in all its infinity

So I hold tight to your hand

Sing a song to pass the worry

Take a breath

Fill my eyes with my bounty

And continue on

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