the solitude of existence./¶“c@–«
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ky,
by the seasonal force coming from
a fountain on the flat land yonder,

By windowside,looking up at the sight outA
my eyes upside-down,
Cherry leaves spreading wide,
over the window frame,
with heaven top sky blues.

Cobalt blue,running up , sheer excitement,
Inhaling ,grows more lustrou
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