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May 27
The open sky
reflected on

the winding
river’s water,

and I slowly
pass by, an

undulating,
a rippling

image for a
brief moment.
Michael Rudelich
Written by
Michael Rudelich  M/cave dweller
(M/cave dweller)   
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