Pendulum is swaying freely
in circles circles circles
and horisontal lines
reaching the edges of the periphery
feeling the depths of i t a l l and nothing
what is the in between space?
Pendulum pass through center
and is held by someone. by something
moved by;
the echo of the ice as it expands
swirl of snow behind a fast train
golden leaves from a hanging willow
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