like taking a walk
and sun
light tells
you which way
the shine shines,
except
you look
up to it,
to something
else bleeding
through, that
small under
standing
of what things
feel like. when
it's alright, and
there are no
words
for it, just
you and the light,
that crazy
dance
you interpret
as you stroll along,
getting it.
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