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Saturday, June 7, 2025
The underside of leaves
The underside of leaves
Now the color of moon
Are waiting on storm clouds
A tarnished silver spoon
Skies blinking on and off
In the distance thunder
Nesting on my fourth floor
In Overwhelm wonder
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