Drop the act
Follow the scene
And never say that
To me
Again.
What wasn't was what was happening
and the ideas
Instead of the instinct,
Were taking over in the first place
The first
Real
Place
A second lingers
For the moment
Before it's cousin
Shows up
And steals the show
Slow
And
Below the space
With grace I suppose
who knows?
Where goes the snow?
When there isn't
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