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  • your pulse, is wave coming ashore in foam
    popping the suffacants in life without hesitation
    since that is what occurs
    The sand, rides on top
    sometimes in the air ,
    the sun,
    the borders between the elemental exchange
    and sometimes draged back to find the rolling tide
    submerging itself deeper and deeper
    without regret

    Was it the wind against the house
    The rain making a creek
    the drying earth ,now that summer is going ?
    or was it you along the walk before you left
    which you already knew?

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