and for good measure stars even when the sun burns and the moon appears a silvery orb. It's all been charted before you were born and after you flow into the cosmos. By the way, hazard a guess as to what's eaten for breakfast in the cosmos and/or what language is bartered. Is there only one shared word for "amazement?"
the curvature of iron--in love, in food, in life--how does that count as flexibility? Elemental notions of perception flow like lava, and the wonder persists. Permit me if you will to barter language with you, not as currency, but as a show of measuring "amazement."
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