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How your hands mock how the sea heaves
Miraculous and underneath itself
Bodies forming out of everyday collection =

How the movie's a public record of faltering               
The lost child singing a pop song
Everyone here breaking everyone else here  

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This poem started taking shape while I was watching a scene in Omar Mullick and Bassam Tariq's documentary These Birds Walk where a child spun a kite in a mostly vacant hallway.