…Starry Reaches… Similarity Across Scale…

 

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My words are mere expression, but they strip my thinking bare; they make me take the time one needs to think those thoughts with “hair.” Too, I don’t care a tittle or a wink that they might rhyme, they’re like true wings on which I soar, to starry reaches climb!

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