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bewilderness
a town’s edge
lost just where we are
but keep a little blue above
moss for snow for carpet
a forest dark will come
then bare
this is autumn now
textile inspiration
make the track the way you go
build the house in your head
time is happening elsewhere too
little blueberry lamps light the way
mosquitoes are telling us home
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