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befriending Riboflavin Spring 2001 campus caught in a breeze the door beside us slams a playful wince and bright eyes challenge my habit of looking away not distracted from your voice when people talk the warm air rushes into the hall bringing motion in a chatter your hair stands then softly alights the last gust dries until one blink soothes the burn the vibration continues has no bearing, wants no direction only the greeting to a radiant realm that presence offers passage propels me to it this world is elastic forever but shoots me back soon dizzying, being able to leave but then go skipping, dancing wherever |