I never knew I could see so far before I chanced upon a fallen star. I picked myself up and continued, chastened. I traversed pebbles and bubbles, keeping my head above the stream water. And finally I learned how to immerse.
May you live forever, whoever moved you first and whoever told you to stay. Those who first loved you and were your friends. They in memory stay. Whoever tried to bargain with your heart and with your soul.
Dylan Thomas never had anything on the lay of land that sweeps its dice in brittle fingers.
Tomorrow, a subsumence. Tomorrow a clarion call, the way we all wave our hands like fronds in that piece of fabric, paradise evermore.
We make out like there is only going to be what we made yesterday. When we can build––at age whatever, we don't have to die. Our best days are those not limited to now.
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