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Self-Portrait In Hiding
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15 Self-Portrait in Hiding If you wanted to be first You live in the wrong time. Through An old lens: the same ice Grinding over itself, turning up Blue, pink, twilight. Everything Frozen in motion. How long Does it take light to evaporate Completely? Longer for you Falling like sleep, but not Exactly. Without shadow, the ice Stretches smooth before your boots Though it opens crevasses Everywhere to get you down Cold. Tell me You will never be So awake, without shadow Invisibly yourself. ...