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it's cold and it might be tiring
and crazy, but by the pool,
things can vanish.
things can vanish and reappear,
but at least they vanished.

i took the whirlpools and bubbles,
by my hand, by my way.
the very chapter that opened there
was a large view from the window
of hope.
and the very chapter that opened by the window
was a large part of the person
i will soon be.

ready?

set?

go.

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