February 1st 2022

Standard

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as I contemplate

morning light peaking

through cold mornings

.

it’s the sound of the wind

running low on the streets

that gets my attention

.

getting distracted

following fast

moving

.

dried leaves

rustling through

disappearing

.

as dawn catches

up with me

behind my back

.

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