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Sometimes I’d lie next to you
and get washed over
by an overwhelming feeling
of helplessness,
of a terrifying power,
as if I were given charge
of the upkeep of the sun,
as if my back were pressed
against a great dam
about the crash open
and sweep the whole world
into the blue sea,
and a single moment can be
the defining step
or sigh
or slipping
into a grand and beautiful chaos
a blindness
a perfection

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