symptom by Rg Gregory
begin at a chapter you have read before with new words and a new hand turning the pages where the print vibrates and the white paper runs in a stream of many colours
stand with a new light at your shoulder and wander slowly through familiar doors into tomorrows no shadows yet have trodden or come in an old way to a new place
and there i think you will find me entering from the other side along the same path carrying my heart in a silver rosebowl and you in the palace of my heart
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