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"When the deer on this summer mountain raise
Their ears and look my way, I stop- knowing they will run
If I don't. A family of animals all of a kind.
We are the same in the same world. Same color
And stillness. Similar in our foreignness.
Foreignness married by air. This is as close
As we will come. This is the edge of not running."
— Oct 18, 2026 08:44PM
Their ears and look my way, I stop- knowing they will run
If I don't. A family of animals all of a kind.
We are the same in the same world. Same color
And stillness. Similar in our foreignness.
Foreignness married by air. This is as close
As we will come. This is the edge of not running."
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