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exist
Fragile hands carve existence
into a fine point.
Flexing its capability
into a narrow pause.
That simple, radiating moment
is now.
Now where the birds sing,
where the sun pierces the clouds.
This arrow of wonder,
shot into the soul of that one.
That one whole who...
who took a step back,
and inhaled.
Inhaled existence and exhaled life.
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