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prismatic.

liquid leaves
pour patterns prismatic, and pierce
a kaleidoscopic light-show glitters distant in the breeze
i tread unknown ground
i’m sculpting the structure of sound

i’m the wild-eyed youth, i’m restless,
and there’s wonder to be found.

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