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Blinks in the Gap.

Flesh out
from the bones.
Ambiguity gains
definite shape

as I label
the linguistically liberated,
mold to give the formless form,
solidify what has dissolved,

put a wall between
it and myself through adoption
of a symbol,

relinquish identification
with my inner possession,
just an object to observe
and let go.

Eternal recurrence
requires both death and birth.
Forever manifesting ex nihilo,
damned or destined
to pass away,

and I am
nothing less than
the ever-witnessing eye
that validates.


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