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we find

joy in a new

Post-it color

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before you

can finish

frogs

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the rain

warms up

blows hard

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still wrapped

and translucent

the first daffodil

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on the table

the big yellow book

no one’s reading

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even though

it’s latched the door

shudders in the wind

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moss fills

the crevice and

sinks

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she feeds

the cats you hear

the rain

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a dream

from my childhood’s

come back

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something flies

back into the dark

from the lamp

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