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I often see into the sky
for godsbother
wool over
last
shower
we are
right up a tree
over our
heads
we, the
unbung
out of our
depth
I’m only
half this
less of
that
it is a
pale through purpose of mine
nor is
there any foolish telling
now it’s
winter where
up for a
tumble
in all
four paws
I have
questions
I often
see into the sky
it’s
mainly all by accident
otherworldly
too
not going
away
any time
soon
I’m one
part in a million
dissolute,
resolute
I walk out
into
mist as
pictured
file under
cloud
I often
see into a sky
sometimes
call it close
sometimes
unplug
and let through
still
getting over
when the
world is tall with rain
or in the
clear bright far
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