who
is a llumin
if all are all humin
and if some are all real
then how
are we human?
it isn’t
in the something
of the one thing
to be found
rather
it’s the nothing
in the one thing
that’s the something
in the sound
to be
heard to be
around
I could hear
him say How
and in a word
I said now
and in a turn
we said wow
“… it’s you …”
is it true?
within time
of this space
there’s a day
within pace
that a wind
in chase
just knows
it is, this
for us to show
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