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{the six second sunrise rises here once in a green moon}

{

The joyous reunion

sunrise alighting all

we cannot see because we

have too many smiles on our faces

golden hair upon golden fleece and no-one

sees us while we sleep or run or fall or dance or kiss

beauty cannot last, and we know it, we kill ourselves

and together we are, teddy bear and eye, in the

world beyond that of which we know to be

shout, scream and electrocute. it

is all over now because we need

to discover something apart

from this happiness:

maybe death

or life

}