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In the threshold of the morn
I found
a rippled path in decay
Shaped to vie, I moult, I thorn,
earth bound,
polychromatic day
Thread with mellow flow
grab me tight, let go,
slowly move away
with mellow flow
grab me tight, let go,
the body froze.
