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By Jack Joseph Smith

Flight A secfhérv Cross past Sorel! One Becend, past God He left it all Quiet at first On a train, in a bus Suddenly a shore; then a cast away Thinking be not, that time a tarp I did not have a chance, when I saw Christ It was definately the garden of Eden When I slid off the back of a pick up truck,, and said no, I’can not come to you, so clearly beconed in the early night, when there I knew real fear...

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GPT

Passing God by a second, leaving everything, and falling from a pickup near Eden turn flight into a journey of refusal, beckoning, and first knowledge of real fear.

Movement comes in abrupt vehicles and abrupt thresholds: train, bus, shore, castaway, pickup truck. Christ and Eden appear not as safe destinations but as overwhelming recognitions that arrive before consent. Saying no to the beckoning in early night preserves a narrow selfhood, yet that refusal is exactly where fear becomes most real.

Claude

'Flight' two: southern cross past God, on a train, in a bus, suddenly a shore, then a cast away. 'I did not have a chance, when I saw Christ' — garden of Eden, sliding off the back of a pickup, saying no to the clearly beckoned early night 'when there I knew real fear.'