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hand
and like a child
with one hand clasped
the other open
gazing
realizing
seeing and not
the five creators
and the man
the man within the grasp
reaching
but not far enough
for the sun
for dying
for life
the unattainable
so near
and yet so distant
reach!
stretch the arm and then
bring it back and view the hand again, oh child
look, Dick, see
see the five creators
see the creative chubbiness in hand
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