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  • i wanted so very badly
    to touch you feel you
    hold you but did not know how
    and things being as things were
    was content just to watch you
    as you disappeared into the night
    hung thick with hemlock streams
    who only run long with rain
    and then wash silently over
    the immaculate discarded bones of the canopy
    to inlets where the ocean’s fingers
    and the stony knuckles of the earth
    lock and press together back and forth
    back and forth back
    and forth

    the saltwater whispers to a sleeping world
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