Bird in Space sculpture by Constantin Brancusi
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when we're the very essence of a thing
strangulated to shed the extraneous
released to float freely
without entity making us dull or brittle
would we strip away the entirety of thought
willingly forget whether we ever flew or had feathers
to merge as no matter in the comforting void
needing nothing else
resting perfectly unfinished
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2025
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