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Dec 2017
early while driving.                     omen repeating



sometimes the sun comes lower after the crest



one moment



imagine them marching,           slow & white.



will you name them?



in the wake all things come clear.



slow & white.



later below the peaks i tell him. he said it is

the dark crystal.



sbm.
Sonja Benskin Mesher
73
   Weeping willow
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