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Move Finding

Move Finding

Our life is not calculated in weight

for it is the burden to carry

all physical nonsense.

.

We must clear out our lives

and pack what we must take.

.

That which we wish to do

is scattered about

a house with many doors.

.

What is this life

of family

the parts of their ownings

and the things we have hidden

in drawers of closets

and boxes up high?

.

At last we shall forget

what one contains

there are too many

all grouped in a row

for a place in our youth

or a time for existence.

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