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        IX

You’ve left the world. There. The land

was thin. The land, let’s be honest, was dying.

        X

Technically, this is the crux.

You are living a half-life between

two elements. You may wish at this stage

to be photographed or painted.

Now you know what your solidity is for:

so gravity has something to work with.

from Anatomy of a Perfect Dive

Michael Symmons Roberts

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translated from the Polish written by
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