2301
7.108
19.iv.26
the travel
of clouds and a stillness
wouldn’t
even know it had rained
dark,
still guessing
might
have been the wind
fruit
hangs where it’s ours to catch
or will
does a
wallaby even know there are fences?
they
are subliminal, sublime
look
up, along or at your feet
wouldn’t
know a world was turning
music
meant for us
could
almost sing
you
wouldn’t believe it’s today today
you
wouldn’t believe it’s today
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