[landscape gives way to landscape]
[flurry blur stip step]
[through the thicket sunset tops]
[electric moon dot]
[twilight tree creature]
[glowing bottle embers]
the boxes traveled fast guided by the rail and i was swept from the concrete to sprawling hills and oaks. the sun was telling us that is had been there for awhile late light the land tired from the heat. the sun's warmth hitting my back in a different way. in the way it does in autumn. it felt good and strange as my seasons i am starving for the season where the sun is here and here and here. home away from home was needed. i long for the air and open space. the concrete can wear me down but my plan of attack is working because i stomp pound all over it and somehow it levels the tables.
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the country misses you. come back soon.
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