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People made of paper

Come and go

But shadows grow

Green behind

In a diary of wood

We found the things

That make us grow these worlds

An umbrella made of stone

And the focus that will turn to sand

You get the general idea

To call in all the troops

That are close at hand

Pretend you’re a soup of sky

Past earth tonight

Let’s send them photographs

From way outside

Way inside

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