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almost there . . .
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empty tree--
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morning coffee . . .
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Hidden by the fog, . . .
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Sunreal… . . .
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the wind howling horizon on a wave… . . .
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Clouds building outside . . .
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The way I rake the desert :: that would be my pove . . .
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stars . . .
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the lie . . .
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the hem of my dress . . .
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remission — . . .
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in . . .
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snatched by the wind, . . .
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in between . . .
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covered with blossoms . . .
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On a bed of leaves, . . .
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low tide . . . . . .
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riverside wedding — . . .
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green tractor plowing . . .
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row houses . . .
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Another weekend over, under a sky of stars I empty . . .