here
are cities
darkened
with gravity
unruffled
with skies
always needed
and
with satellites
recording
a curious kind
like the secret
happy girl
who wants
the world
the secret
happy girl
who's jealous
of the early
prisoner
mapped
in celtic
line faded
photograph
the secret
happy girl
who generates
continuous
young flowers
in hidden chambers
devouring time
and of he
who forgot haste
as one place
was interconnected
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