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under red roses

water jugs whistle

in the heat

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the horse you

talk to looks

at you today

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flushed from

the barn swifts

move to the house

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early evening

all the birds

quiet at once

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the paper

came with

a fine crease

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a dusty web

billows from

the rock

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once again it brings

me to Athena

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under the ladder

by the fence

the goats meet

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perhaps the fog

made

the mist

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the moon saw

me talk to

the chickens

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