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whispers among the trees

 



how many times
can you drink,
smoke, screw
before it becomes
mundane, average,
predictable

how many days,
months, years
can you live
without realizing
the sparrow has
fled the nest

look at the way
life dresses in
flower and
songs...

the brutality
of beauty

the lowered
head of
wretchedness

when we can
never touch
the rising
sun
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