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Footprints in the Windsm # 1999–Today I swallowed my imagination

Footprints in the Windsm # 1999

Today I swallowed my imagination
Took two capsules with a swig of water
I flew I dove I swam and went to places
You have never gone and never will
Small I crawled inside a chrysalis
Came out a butterfly upon a breeze
And large set multitudes to march and sing

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I hang back

I hang back, not quite ready to start, saying that will take a day to itself. And yet. . . .

:- Doug.

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My nose into

How do I stick my nose into everything of 300 years on?

:- Doug.

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Let the picture develop

Let the picture develop in conversing.

:- Doug.

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across centuries

across centuries, converse

:- Doug.

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Ancestors at most point

As ancestors can we at most point? And in the right direction?

:- Doug.

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