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You carved our niche into the rock of a mountainside,
And regaled us the lore of the natural world.
From boulders etched by the tide,
You learned to rework the Earth.
“You pour yourself over like you revel in drowning,
And I am but a vessel, trying.”
Where it bore into me and remains,
Heartlessly mimicking my mouth agape.
I considered that you were of a similar material:
You striated just the same.
But where it bore into me and remains…
Consider nothing more than the taste of the wind,
Sweetness from the honeysuckle bloom.
A dissertation you still have a heart for,
But the deeper the cuts, the deeper the cure.
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