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The Simple Presence

The Simple Presence

The mountain
Remains
Imagined
By the meadow,

Whose
Lightning bugs
Randomize
The night.

By evening,
Darkness
Falls
In shadows,

And these
Nocturnalities
Become
Our local stars.
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