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Nov 2017
Umber hillsides tumble
steeply into leaf, pine steeple
vault and nave, brook vale
dim to hush, branch dam
licks dusk, red lake
drains to night, tight-drawn.
Evan Stephens
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Evan Stephens  44/M/DC
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