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  • Hightailed it to the highest bank of the watershed
    took refuge in pilot and the craggy arms of wind broken
    Vanquished by marauding fox set afire by the nesting raven
    I cross my arms over my heart to protect myself from the
    Boom Boom Pow & Spurt of the break at Moat Creek


    tawdry explicit come on from a jay bird.

    I wandered about the wet creek bed confused by my dreaming
    of a time when you would drive here, to Point Arena
    all the way from Petaluma
    just to have a piece of
    peach pie.
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