the inward collapse of an outward certainty the glaze gives way so that the white apple trees are suddenly within you like a field of hidden stars, camera obscura
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It's grand to think of many Aprils singing in this April, or of outward receptivity condensed to an inner perception. It's grand that crazing appears on imagination's porcelain. It's intriguing that one can forage for such an inner gelling, or catalyze it with a long gaze.
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It's grand to think of many Aprils singing in this April, or of outward receptivity condensed to an inner perception. It's grand that crazing appears on imagination's porcelain. It's intriguing that one can forage for such an inner gelling, or catalyze it with a long gaze.