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birdsong and woodsmoke
music that is deep within
the softest of notes
across the night sky
who is immune from the moon?
the snow ghosts might know
this a moonless night
of black strings and crow feathers
who shall wear this shroud?
across the forest
a woodpecker taps a song
snow shadows of birds
two hawks circling
in and out of the thermals
a silent forest
swimming beyond shore
heavy rain flattens the sea
you helped me leave you
trip the thin red line
autumn pours onto the wind
i am i am i
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