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in the
changing season,
finally alone with
myself,
I can hear you -

on the shore
of molten winter;
in whispering,
tentative green
and pendulous
droplet -

isolate
what creates me;
your voice
separate from
my thoughts -

you surround
the surface
of my mind like
frost
on clear glass.

spring comes -
the sun warms;
you melt from me
and I am not
less,

only unhindered.
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