The solstice sleeps
you understand
we may have dedicated
the guitars to silence
while the rocks, the day,
and the house unfold
the stiffening ponds
watch mountains march
and all the suns shine
falling in the snow.
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It has been a year. Some days it feels like yesterday, some days it feels like a distant dream of love. There have been tears every day...
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