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Down bodied down
to the abled bodies of morning.
And waken its shoulders
about the Proximus he'd known.
And with the wind
he knowed
he knowed was morning.
He knowed the boundaries he
breathed a dizzy dream.
In which the night he knew
was that proximity read
which took to lamp but heavenward leaped.
But that the sun
would in its proximity
in the guise of a peach leaped
from what I an able bodied
once was fast asleep.




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Proximus and Morning