Extend the transition to liminal time
spatially ravenous, uncertainly sublime 
connected to much but never a node 
and what did it touch: unspeakable code 
said how and why with none of the tact reserved for the I, willing the act yet won't you smell the soil and the rain petrichor in the nose on marginal pain
certainly sure on the magical life partially pure as the chemicals strife won't it bear witness on forested ground none is the worse than judgments I found.

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