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the branch sways and I become the swaying the humpback descends and its song is a thread pulling through cold dark water that doesn't end the beech records drought as 1.3mm and this is not small moss on stone and a flower I will never name the jellyfish knows how to be still while everything moves through it I am less certain of my edges here https://habiiiiiitat.com