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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nO9aot9RgQc&list=WL&index=175&ab_channel=MaxCooper

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I can see it...

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Folding out before me

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Like a road,

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Like a river,

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Like pond-stones - 

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Drawing as if a bridge

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And twisting into oblivion. 

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I can see it, dawning

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Behind my eyelids.

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And I can't but choke,

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Smother the inner-coating of my lungs, 

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Upon the absolute astonishment,

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The asphyxiating awe,

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Bafflement -

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An entire life,

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Drawn into the thinnest of lines,

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Into silk-thread,

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Into a silhouette,

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And woven,

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From here, then,

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From the shadow that traces its lineage

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To the placement of my shoes,

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The staggering of my footsteps, 

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And distending out -

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Flattening, dilating -

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Into that that remains hidden

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Behind the ever-distant horizon.

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I can see it...

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I ca...

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Author's Note

(fiction)

(the climax to a story I haven't written)