everything has a place
the grass beyond the sidewalk
the treeish green space
the long stretches of walk
the sun going low
clouds like strokes of paint
the blue azure that we inhabit
the grass beyond the sidewalk
the treeish green space
the long stretches of walk
the sun going low
clouds like strokes of paint
the blue azure that we inhabit
and you
woah, deep.
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