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Album
ice-cold shock of illusion
shapes of newborn warming stars
the red door #1
its own dimension
within dimension behind dimension
inconclusive
the road (past the beehive) to the river
when the birds flock 'round my head
gold and its oxide
bones of home, fly east…
the (once green) red door #2
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