|Music: Nunc dimittis servum.
By Daniel Lagkhner.
Sequenced by Boguslaw Krawczyck at Kunst der Fuge .
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|Forty-four undoes some double knots,
Opening the laces of his love,
Recognizing just how good it feels
To let some inner stranger call the shots,
Yearning for the tears that make time real.
For him there are no platitudes to prove,
Or long-held notions to fit into slots.
Underneath the wagon is the wheel,
Returning, turning, whither one might move.