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all that has not yet met Death
(that which Death will never know)
dip your muted hues into vibrancy
—that your songs may become divine—
and i may even believe in you

for if one moment’s indivisible dream
defied for one minuscule e-t-e-r-n-i-t-y
its wary
Sentinels(the doublestop

before Eve’s first snowflake,standing
.firm.

)i could perhaps then unlock the Ocean’s teardrop
or even the midnight poem’s
diminished chord: