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These rusting leaves
... yes, I could have
loved them more.

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The cat's scratchy voice
but she needn't
repeat herself.

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I can't
quit the trees who can't
... understand such things.

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Comes cuddle and drink
the promised charities
... of rain.

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Sinking into forest -
tempered blades of light
plunge, bleed and mend.

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Its own now lost,
the vast and dim sea
names new grains turn by turn.

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