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sense of water

Nov10
still water rinses an ocean    I can hear the
       rush often, the din of the whistle often

as it stills itself in the rinse, in the rush - I
       lose my sense of water when the wall

of hollow trembles    I can hear the tremble
       silence itself & the hollow rush often -

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