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How far in the past is yesterday's tale?
How far in the future
Tomorrow's surprise?
Where the arms of the lighthouse go
Where childhoods meet...
Between the wing and flight
Horizon and sunrise
Far
More than is allowed
Near
More than we perceive
Under skins of denial
They never really parted
We simply stopped believing
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