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Entitled If You Listen All Will Be Silent The Apocryphal Dance begins at Midnight and becomes a Night Song But/If You Go There take Money Time Eats Your Words and you’ll Leave Something Unfinished Finitude ends by The Mill at the End of The Road and the Descent ends as a Shadow Between Us in the Still Moment Adrift In a Dream Take This instead of a Bottle of Wine to the Tag Sale at the foot of the Taconic Hills overlooking the Promontory by Long Pond Where I’d Rather Be Teasing the Line while a Red Umbrella makes an Impression on the Lambent Sheen suspended on Breath Time Makes No Difference and If You Go There in Aura of First Light Take the Long Way Back where a Bloom Buds On Edge Before Time Becomes Light

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