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Matrona Jun 2017
Thank you for remembrance of waves of breath moving the tops of fragrant evergreens,
Thank you for humidity rising from green green grass dragging
My limbs down into
Weakness.
Thank you for the song of mother birds correcting correcting correcting their children who reply
With one note as all children do.
Thank you for walking with me today.

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