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change

when has there never been change? as the creek flows & freezes


are your hairs & your skin not growing? all the shedding, the curling, the feeling


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what makes you so certain? ideas idling on towers


frightened, narrow worlds playing with plastic powers


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I owe you absolutely nothing oh, voids of preventable losses


my heart and my belonging live in hugs and shared exhaustion


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look…


the way of the branch as it bends, twists, and reaches


look…


the way of the owl as it stares, glides, and teaches


look…


the way of the sun as it burns, shines, and beckons


look…