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staring down
watching black ants marching
bye
time seems broken passing
aspens smell yellow
autumns noon crumbles
sunshine's
soft and mellow
sarah
   tone
 in
tune in
witness leaves left
out
in the rain
burning slowly
lizards wear watches
the small dead lie
 embraced by the sun
looking down
what else is there to see
inside
the sense of things
thoughts of a distant
sadness