All everything loaded to one afternoon the grass itself printing to our limbs and clouds washing sky, the birds below us reeling and unreeling climbing in arced waves and wonder is a moment burning skywards- cut away from all, time fettered and tethered at bay. We exist a May flown day hour glass full sated- …
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