my safety fills our habitat moon sanctifies and wilderness recedes from threat to bounty watch the gentle mammals use the paved road as clay or grass or crops and go across
standstill traffic mimics heart and things evolve from the subtraction of an else
tonight is careful for our living out the sadness as a line to spool away into the distance lake accepts the leave-behind of something cast
are there mornings to be seen blooming ahead of a complexity that scrubs away the small perfection rendering unto collective mind ingredients that would enlist the heart this heart your heart
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