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tid sah (Tom Atlee),  1969

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under fear and void stumbling      slowly confronting with a grunt      the senseless maze to find one moment rippling      over sand cast curved and shining      out of salty dusk; to preface time into a postscript      land in voices that cannot be read;      then coldly, with the fading face      of pale prophet musk, to redissolve in stoney silken sea.