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A little insect I'd never seen before
flew near. I held up my finger
and it flew in play with my movement.
It flew by and around the neck of my bottle,
I felt friendly and altogether, life and death
as easy and GOOD.
In other thoughts, I felt an itch on my cheek,
like a sunsweat breaking out as a single hair,
and instinctually but gently gave a slide with my
middle finger.
I looked to see something fly off, saw nothing;
then saw a bit of a wing and peanut skin of body
like the paint chip off a pipe.
I wrote this and forgot.
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