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Catching ocean's tang without its roar in March mist I halt pulled back remembering. . . . Leftover snow could be an ash-light sea hushed to whispering. I need only this to become once more with tangled hair and skinny legs that child happily lost like driftwood on a vanished fogbound shore.

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