Everything

steal it!

Quick! Catch it
Ferocity and the beat of wings
You young one who will be once
In a lifetime or many, in any case
You are
So be
Not true so much as trying
Nor there so much as coming back
Might as well call it
The place to be
It's everything, or anyway, it has to be,

What else?
Piece of night in your palm,
Steal it. Call it stolen, take it with you,
eat it on the last train home. 

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