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given life, he chose walk and

given life,
he chose walk
and
, wandering,
he fell, and
lest he rest
, he put foot forward,
wishing ground
lay there,
to be
stalked in drunken twist
of hips and ankles,
thighs,
to bend and ‘stend of knee
in dance, in worship
of the land’s many niches
yet to be filled.

thank you
what world is this

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