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    Water

    Everythingohbristled,thebramble

    prickedandthegreenthread

    nibbledaway,thepetalfell,falling

    untiltheonlyflowerwasthefallingitself.

    Waterisater,

    hasnodirebutitshtgrace,

    runsthroughallimaginablecolors,

    takeslimpidlessons

    fromstone,

    andinthosefuningsplaysout

    theunrealizedambitionsofthefoam.

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