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the song you play

as you drive away

riles me up

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your finger

clears a spot

to look out from

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I pull your

curly hair from

my razor

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dusk

dew sprouts

from the grass

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early winter

so far only beetle

by himself

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the train passes

we set things

aside

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out of reach

of the burn pile

Big Dipper

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the hen left

in the field

hunkers down

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late in the year

the sun doesn’t

reach the orchard

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you push

the envelope back

between the books

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