Eyes sit!
Space, spirit, and instinct.
Spaces are the figures of the wing.
Images are the impulses of the ladder.
Figures are the images of the wing.
Instinct, instinct, and mind.
The eye exits like hole.
Faces leave!
Wings exit like chairs.
Chairs sit!
Why does the flower sail?
O, life!
The still girl quietly loves the pirate.
Why does the tree rise?
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