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May 2016
White effulgence...
all at Once.
The sound of Once repeating
through levels
of density.
Come image, the residue of void.
Freshly rinsed as a stone wet
with nectar,
whose field of vision's
a vermillion dawn.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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