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The other fing..

My ship, of yeah..
Abandon ship
Why don't you
Go float on sky's above
Whilst I stay below
abandonment given
as in my own way
Being grounded
into now as now only occurs into
The now, as it occurs
Being
This the end.
As it begins
Know where.
present at this knot given
Time yet.
Potentially fingers are my own crossings.
It may never
turn out Quantum,
consciousness.