As the Cantor Sings Me Through
Prayed into Existence
Poured into Being
The cantor now sings me through
Note by note,
calling
the Becoming
and the Return.
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See AllFirmament...Say it out loud Doesn't it sound when it rolls from the tongue like something solid underneath the feet A place that births bursts of light, sweet green things? The kind of thing or place
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