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Christa Holland

Fugacity 05
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you say the future is boundless
but why then do my feet get stuck sometimes

unwinding you unwind
but i cannot either
for i am stuck

i have never
seen you rebound
or bound off anything
or anything off
either or it is all the same
to me (i am sure)

one day not in sinking sand
but on something different
i want my foot to move
inside (whatever it may be inside)

i might see then not the future
but maybe then i won't get stuck.

 



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