IMAGINATION LIVES
WITH EXCELLAECE
Love moves in with a parlance; a quick moment
of talk between equals. One nods, and the other
ducks. It's a dance; it's a jubilation.
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Here we are together at two. It's nearly the middle
of night? How far back did it get this way? Adoramus,
and with a fortune of good!
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This new land is a voyager of itself. As Moses said,
and then Martin Luther...." I won't get there with you.'
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