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There I was
Walking by the yard,
I entered the room.

There it was
Burning by my eyes,
Lightin’ the dark.

I entered the fire.

Something uncertain,
I could see what I am
Far beyond
Anywhere but here.

Then my own hands took me
To a distant desert over the wind,
So where a kind of angel stared
With time in hands,

The hourglass almost flying away.

An infinite ground
Not sand, but shiny bend
Over my consciousness;

When I came back to the room
They all drunk the beer,
And an old cup then fell.

I began stepping through the broken glass.

– S/WH/314 -L