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Here, my last act of youth:

Let’s show us something of what made her,
and who,
and flail with memory,
as at sunclouds with a silvered eye,
and never try to capture her,
yet hope to fix a flash of her a moment in this frenzy

Snapshots from Antelope Canyon

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