The Brain.
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Tuesday, November 17, 2015
the little island
the northernmost island of the silver bean archipelago hovers in the morning mist . . .
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- the moon in the river
- rounding the bay
- traces
- reflecting on big business
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- shimmer
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- a bruised sky . . .
- i am a bird in god's garden
- first ice . . .
- the little island
- mid-november river
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- a blowing rain . . .
- pull . . . .
- veils . . .
- frosty wind feathers . . .
- riding in to school . . .
- autumn returns . . . again . . .
- the yellow leaves
- dispersal . . .
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