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BorderedDetract from myself, some different end, lambent and new. Tracked from quixotic attempts and allayed tangents, barely parallels hiding pieces From autumns and summers and other days without will. My own hands have swept along the warm concrete, Self-aware, but in contact with these sections, there, now, her. Some nights, in the humid dark, in the sour air, her hands, Different from mine, do not sweep, but move quickly, and now End at the concrete steps, at my timid shoulders. “Quiet, Lamb,” she whimpers in between cigarette puffs. And Bent, I give away theseBordered
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Quietly NowThe park simmered and hummed with clicking bicycle gears, snippets of conversations, and the soft thuds of runners’ feet on soggy ground. The rainy season had come and clouds gathered, latching on to one another and filling the horizon; neither threatening nor ominous, but a casual caress to the sky and an ephemeral blanket to the earth. A pair of elderly men played a match of chess together. Wrinkled faces and rice paper fingertips paired not in contention, but in a mutual exchange. There was no timing clock on their table, this was not a game of speed for them anymore, but a game of enjoyingQuietly Now
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