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Wings Lie Folded in My Mind
Look with me through these eyes
and this forever hardening cranium
at a reality that completely baffles
We come up with imaginative explanations
for how or why
this or that
is or does
this or that
We even surprise ourselves
by explaining as carefully
and elaborately as aeons permit
then turn slightly
explain it all once more
contradicting everything
with complete and fierce certainty
and have difficulty adjusting to our views
and no idea how to crack this shell
and unfold these wings
before their time
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