![]() Listening through the howling draughty door waiting for summers planting and pulling for the fruit to satisfy hunger reminders of when birds would waken me from dreams setting me onward into the day careless of time and little knowledge rising and falling hearing the call of earth's movement taking me places never visited before k r
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