X70

.

….how then to feel this heart beat as if imprisoned

in my chest,

for

I would live as variously as

the flowers in spring

(and still a flower be)

….or the hummingbird…or….or then a tree….

more than eyes to me would concede,

free from a

narrow,

narrow

world

.

.

.

.

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