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Trout in the pool grew fat in the shadows under the branches, then I cut down the sycamores. Down came the heron grey cloaked up to his knees there bent and carrying dusk on his back
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Feb 19, 2021
Feb 19, 2021 at 4:35 AM UTC
The Heron
Trout in the pool grew fat in the shadows under the branches, then I cut down the sycamores. Down came the heron grey cloaked up to his knees there bent and carrying dusk on his back
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Feb 19, 2021
Feb 19, 2021 at 4:35 AM UTC
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