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then he took a sickle and he cut down the nettles
That grow so close to the brim
And she's picked him up so skillfully
And she's pushed the false knight

straight
Me on a chair
You on the floor
As I look you right in the face

And I see my own eyes
Greyed out of hue
See my false beach sunset due
The rocks

at the water’s edge; a green escapade brought soundlessly to life by willow, birch and succulent nettle. Forgetting myself afloat I turn my body over to the place