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*a little rich cascade in free fall   across stones not yet slippery of moss water in communion with the being a forest sprouted within making branches of arms   trunk of torso fruit of the heart now skipping over and on astride like a creature barefoot over jagged stone a green silken gurgle demon sky...*
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Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 2:48 PM UTC
cascade, season's first
*a little rich cascade in free fall   across stones not yet slippery of moss water in communion with the being a forest sprouted within making branches of arms   trunk of torso fruit of the heart now skipping over and on astride like a creature barefoot over jagged stone a green silken gurgle demon sky...*
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Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 2:48 PM UTC
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