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and when she walked through the door
the filigree door
the door like a frozen golden web
to find him, found herself
swimming in air as thick as honey
having lost the point from which all paths proceed
she wanders through his head
where sunlit ambers tangle in a labyrinth
for at the focus of each game
remains the Minotaur
his shifting face
his gold conjecture
drifting through the air

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