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A Walk
Escher89phi

There I was.
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Feet upon the ground,
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eyes browsing the white,
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crystalline blanket of snow
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that had been wont to yield
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the earth cold warmth so
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many winters before,
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my eyes occasionally
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rested on one of the
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few scant mirrors to
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the cosmos painted on
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the nonexistent ceiling overhead.
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The rust-chested robins'
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chattering caressed
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my ears as the very
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sound of childhood.
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The cocktail effluvium
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of wet leaf litter, detritus
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and petrichor- so familiar,
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so primal, so earthly.
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I couldn't help but be
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brought to tears by the
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experience.
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I am alive, what more can I ask for?
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21 Jun 16

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