In you, in others,
In all around
I see
By change, or chance
Or
Mystery's decree.
Can't be scanned
Anymore than
Feelings can.
This Wingspan.
Never paid (me) a single cent
Yet
(I) pay for the privyleague.
My palm spread
A-cross, your cups
Local area networks pan.
Make something happen?
Un-open, unhand?
Our liquid gold for your finest starland.
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