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Mar 2018
I wish I were you, grey speckled horse
with your feet in the mud.
Or you, bathing goose
by the pond's shore with your mate.
I wish I were the wide field
with sun on its back
and thick clouds like a blanket
making
placid pools of shade.
aleet
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