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Analogy: a little proof
that mystery still remains
breathing in between worlds like
motes of solar dust and civilization,
an empiricist’s dream of dark matter,
a starry world-serpent, slithering similes across the void
Truth and metaphor, my baby and me
Swinging around the crowded floor
To the tune of “Really Meaning It (This Time)”

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