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15 minutes into this walk and I’ve already taken 15 pictures, had a religious experience, danced to three songs, and ended up writing a poem in my head:

Twirling leaves we named helicopters, helicopters should be named twirling leaves, built in a way to slowly spiral to the ground. When I see it, it’s a quick twirl down and grabs me, and we go, I see trailers, and then I see trailers of the trailers in my mind Zai. And then a clumpSeven leaves in a bunch +3 babies fall at my feet in the soft breeze, this early in spring.

Voila. Back to the dance. Joel Davis I need to send a bottle of chartreuse to.


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