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#1
breathe in, then 
next out, then 
look around, 
next then shout: 
we are here, 
grounded down — 
not ground down, 
yet on ground — 
we are not 
of the place 
from which our 
roots draw life, 
save through the 
eruption  —
staccato 
intrusion  —
that carries 
that violent 
disruption,
its number: 
breakdown of 
numb slumber, 
a sudden 
appearance 
of meaning — 
direction, 
secession, 
rejection, 
divorce from 
illusion — 
flash breaking 
ill silence, 
flare burning, 
not embers 
but lightning — 
                       Awakening! 
                       Awakening!
false dreams long 
gone fading, 
gestating 
true meaning, 
true message 
escaping 
across the 
horizon — 
black hole ray 
deeation — 
invasion —  
leaves shaken, 
leaves broken,
leaves sundered; 
derailing, 
abandons 
our jumble, 
condemns us, 
each gasping 
for pardon, 
for grace and 
for that which 
our lack shows 
we’re missing
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