roll of the apple... I decide to let birdsong back out of the box |
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amongst drifting snow I wonder how I become... another shape too |
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watery sunlight- the flower’s fidelity with a bumblebee |
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roll of the apple... I decide to let birdsong back out of the box |
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amongst drifting snow I wonder how I become... another shape too |
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watery sunlight- the flower’s fidelity with a bumblebee |
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