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This bare landscape
shorn of all greenery
and bushes
charmed me
into its vastness.
The earth does not
gather its expanse
nor does the sky
hold itself
tight, then why
I should guard
myself with the
figment of imagination
that is called garment.
Let the breeze blow
light spread
and spirits lift
me into the vastness
of life
for to become vast
is to live.
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