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                             finding the blue book                              
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                                supreme delight                                 
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these waves which know                                                          
no other time but now                                                           
sing it for no one,                                                             
simply to repeat                                                                
our belonging with                                                              
what is between                                                                 
                                                                                
while this yellow butterfly                                                     
floats by by telling the breeze                                                 
of its joy, of how we abide                                                     
while changing forms                                                            
and seeming to sleep                                                            
in a chrysalis                                                                  
                                                                                
when really retreat                                                             
is to know the victory                                                          
of a living heart,                                                              
this fourfold fractal                                                           
still somehow formless,                                                         
radiant, rooted                                                                 
in eternal life.                                                                
                                                                                
                                                                                
                                                                                
                                                                                
                                                                                
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