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Jul. 22nd, 2011 04:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
What's strangest when you have it is how talked up it doesn't need to be. All the poems exaggerate absurdly, a tactic excusable only for warning lost travelers. It was a simple thing we needed all along, a temporary one. Out here, sitting on earth weighing less than an ounce per pound, in a great flying air. She, when you find her, weighing even less. Until you have to pick one up there's nothing as light as a woman.