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The Third Wing

The truth in translation
knowledge distraught …
He swept through the cosmos
a truant uncaught
His wings never clipped
his sails never trimmed
He flew through tomorrow
a new Seraphim
Those who were watching
their eyes disbelieve
Unburdened by dogma
-transcendence achieved

(The New Room: March, 2023)


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The Third Wing

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