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The Transition
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The Transition
Twilight
on the edge
dozing off
shore line
push the envelope
door
horizon
cliff
sunset
moonrise
bridge
wall
that which divideth
that which transitioneth
that which blendeth
a division there always be
division sharp?
division slope?
division nonetheless
surface
face to face
bridgeth
blendeth
transitioneth
the beach
the beach
I love the beach
the shore line where water and earth meet
there—there—I am at the edge
pushing the envelope
I am the door and the window
I have found me
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