Come now sun
Warm thou me
A night of jigsaw dreams
In which I'm awake amazed
And just stand there watching
The pieces clumsily at first
Put themselves together
I see I'm not just myself
But someone else who watches me
Whom I already am becoming
It's a scene of the Rockies
Or the Carpathians in spring
I was taking pictures of myself
It could be a desert or a lake
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