This place
not home
but maybe something transforming over
and out bulging
triple syllables a void
of air and sound
the thunder place
we know of
crotches or
smoke burns
the song
they keep with
the song
undoubting lost
maybe now home
is blue
Idaho is burning
even in space
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you are almost caught up. you have written very good things.
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