neither is nor is not
inbetween the bolt and knotcannons fire, charging flare
drum up silence
in the air
dragging cloud brought to earth
gravity's hold or sinful birth?
eyes sustain or averting gaze
but nothing comes from nothing's ways
to know the place
again so wellwhere wings are clipped
and wind lifts not delicate feather
but grounded, to bond and teather
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