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| Ducks to see They Follow me |
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| To where chimneys hold up the sky |
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| The brow fell down |
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| To the sacred ground |
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| A bridge to Don't ask why |
Eggsistenial rumination in the temporary nature of artworks. I visited my favorite museum years ago where I saw a tour bus. On the destination sign it said, "Just Passin Through," which is exactly what I believe.
1 comment:
...you have a way with words.
Oh this is simply stunning...what an exquiste building.
Rustic elegance!
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