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one
day and the next
least
light
the
day so fast
the
year sat up
sludge
trudge
of
where no one will shine
it's
like we're going
down
into winter
one
biscuit at a time
then
let's play find the wallaby
kamikaze
in the dam
not
even whiffy
the
day so fast
it's
done
5°
in sunshine
inching
mossed
lichen
lit
steam
rose
fronded
off
dew
thick
and
sparkle
of
first frost
mud
and
all that's sunbuilt
still
here to rise again
nothing
will rot now
there's
pond where a whole world's fallen in
the
season like grass set light
in
hollows by
and
spotted first
now
everything is lifted
conditions
clear
someone
must take off
there
has to have been fire
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