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Sep 2012
there are many on record
the caves
the tunnels
the blinding light..
a hesitation
on the line
between life and death..

so many forms of death
each with corresponding life
these deaths
a passing of day into night
a passing storm
dark passages
each exhalation..

in each of these
a transition is reached
life and death not distinguished
the tunnel becomes
is the light..
so we read the reports
awakening
to life's primary
signal...
image @ polarityinplay.blogspot.com
CharlesC
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