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Permanent construction zone

There’s something here like
Like sawdust in open eyes
Like eye drops clearing

Busy progressing
Permanent construction zone
Like smell of cut wood

See the cutting line
We push saw beyond edges
Cut hard against grain

Like two bandaged limbs
Screams of build and rebuilding
Progress to something

Something some thing there
Like sawdust blowing in eyes
Like drops washing out

Why not use goggles?
Better seen without see look
There’s something here love

A cut a speck a
Drop a lesson learned progress
Made a re-cut a

Lesson re-learned like
Progress made in spite or
Because of something

There love

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