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the little things

we can still

offer

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ring necked dove

we don’t

care anymore

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pale roots

hold together

clumps of dirt

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tulips

reflect

the lightning

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wet

in the rain

at the dump

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first a raven

now a vulture

squirrel in the road

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in a tuft

of cat fur fly

entangling itself

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at the river

three storms

come together

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one wet stone

among the dry

rocks

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thunder

stacks the cats

on the bed

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