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Apr 2019
Tell myself
To reinvent myself
To create a location to do it in
Only to leave it free and standing be
Again and again

Too slowly I find myself abound
To go out into this rainy world
To hear the sky and the people aloud
With clouded eyes
While that place remains empty and then

It's always away from the aimless creation of space
In which I begin
And begin again
Where and when, it comes into being
Colm
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