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Could be space around us widens (before need as they say in the funeral business) to accommodate our rangy deaths. I don‘t offer this up lightly, having lately noted my open space lengthened as well as elbowed out, That and it isn‘t only outer: the interior also accumulates; light in this case. Swells and shines like the surface of the sea viewed from below. Mostly. It shifts. And what of the so-much submerged? You could argue the point but I see it as the bottom hefting surface-ward slow and sludged to gather down its own boneless dorsal membrane . . . But I digress . . .
―Pip Drip‖ By K. R. Copeland, 2009
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