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April 13th

Sitting on this old roof
with wind chines behind me
and a bird in a tree before me

With the wind at my back
I imagine I am in the
absolute quiet of a mountaintop.

I can hear the cars
far below me, like ants
racing to and fro

To my right and left,
before and behind, there
are other mountain-roof-tops
with newly blossomed trees
stretched out between
us all, like clouds
obscuring our foothills.

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