Like this:

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Sunny day, with clouds.

Light filters through leaves and petals and wispy white things and golden strands of hair. Water trickles through the mud and roots and ponds and the dog’s legs. Flame burns away left-over directions and yesterday’s bagel bag and this morning’s splinter-chopping and a year’s worth of salted tears. Words flow from my mouth and my fingers and the neurons that tick-tock in the silence of my brain.

Sunny day, with clouds.

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Far and fast, s.

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“You can close your eyes to the things you do not want to see, but you cannot close your heart to the things you do not want to feel.” ~Unknown

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