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Come Loose

jansmatters.com, January 26, 2025January 26, 2025
Come loose 
in the universe

Freefall
in space and time
at least twice a week

Unglue
from the continuum
Gravity ignored

Glide
Float
Soar
on the currents
of infinity

Eagle
on the solar wind

Dolphin
on the lunar tide

Jan Kraus 2025

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