You've arrived, moved, changed even.
For God is in the dance,
when there is a brilliance
a shifting change things.
There will always be someone
on the fringes, stunning, who
will rise up to claim that frame.
These, there, always in this life.
For if this is art, this can be
canvas on curved walls.
Bloody self reinvention, then.
Now make it
Last.
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