IDIOLECTIC INSIGHT LTD XXXIII: ON THE BRINK

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These are the days of broadening love 
I see our circle's slow expansion  
Its boundaries finally dissolved 

In a chosen future visible 
No need for the geometry of fear   


These are the days of simple lightness 
I no longer reject the prospect 
Of a happiness full and complete 
For I have seen it, danced to its beat 
Out of time, yet in time, I draw you near







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