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juggle The sky is the constant, and against it slides a planet is anything that moves across we look all arc. (I practice each trick behind a curtain where it’s warm eye : hand hand : calibration through a practiced “We tend to forget what the hand cannot do without.” “I see each move clearly in my mind, and it’s fine.” Look away. Carry the brimming teacup across the crowded station. Watch my hands. Said the multitude: Memory is every muscle’s sovereignty; eternity is a thumb. 22 ...

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