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a shale-brittle afternoon hoses down the pathways of its April Garden, with a thin smoke. a single cloud stretched to a wisping spark that aches. landward oceans sinking underground-- helped skyward. color to the everchanging perceiver-- for no sake of its own. never to recollect what it is called as if by name. marked roots from the flip glaze of calendar years.
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Apr 8, 2023
Apr 8, 2023 at 1:03 PM UTC
Flip Glaze of Calendar Years
a shale-brittle afternoon hoses down the pathways of its April Garden, with a thin smoke. a single cloud stretched to a wisping spark that aches. landward oceans sinking underground-- helped skyward. color to the everchanging perceiver-- for no sake of its own. never to recollect what it is called as if by name. marked roots from the flip glaze of calendar years.
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Apr 8, 2023
Apr 8, 2023 at 1:03 PM UTC
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