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morning
and first past
the glass
the cows for
entertainment
they shine with
a breath of sun
tumble the
valley across
with eyes of
awe
and kindly so
find my
irrelevance
open a few
doors and windows
then there’s a
headsup for my sky
catch myself at
a heartbeat again
I’m watching
the trees go up
won’t you?
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