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Reverse Seeing.

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A fox ran across your
path, pure totem.

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You would never see it again,
likewise the loved one.

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You stared hard into
the rusty aftermath,

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but things kept coming
through the panel of death.

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Doves took off outside the
window, click, click, click,

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click, gosh, their
wings needed oiling.

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Then no more them.

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You want to be like your dead
friend, you are like her.

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Writing is dying.

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But the war was not about
borders, it was about surrender.

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