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Tracings—First Version (Liminal Park Sequence)
… as tracing a way over a map, he walks, tracing the grassy tracks, dwelling on the windy crossways, crossing wooden bridges & crumbled ditches, tracing on along the tracks, standing still over the throbbing dewy green turfy triangle between two crossways, not outwardly known as the Tripod, in the wind wafting between the Worlds, & then he portals at last into another world, perhaps, hearing the cries of the crows …
