The one which came to light before the light had rose;
before the notion of light was born and under it,
the dancing eyes of gone and stayed,
these disciples of luck and chance, dueling
like imaginary eggs falling
from chickens who fell from eggs in an infinite reflection of
mirrored reflections of eggs and chickens
in exact lines of unchanging parade

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