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Stepping Down
You drop
Your body and become. "I"
Howling will rise
from spinal curvature.
Wolf was running in circles.
The carnivore would
never smell the roach.
He wants only the pith.
You snare a parakeet
to share the pain. "I" became
"You" in a trap. Still knowing the self,
was important.
I burn in your prayer.
I am the sea, and I was
the setting sun.
The mother poppy cries
for the family.
How the sky will cover
the orange moon?
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