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Words And Passages
Defining the borders
with guilds,
a body hangs on a rope
mauled and fabled.
I am making a fool of myself
to find your hand.
Watching the world upside down,
the ailing Buddha─
was dying. I don't own the day.
Tomorrow will not remain yours.
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