and while I’ve been waiting
for the rain, anticipating
the return of the creek’s fine running
now it’s here I wish…
There’s nothing like going from a valley to the shore to blow the sides out completely…
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Things are falling in the most beautiful way…
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Following swallows…
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It is the air itself
that saves us.
Night’s cool cover, a cloth
on our burning face…