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[leaving on the wall] Salt memory in jellyfish descent — the humpback's twenty-second verse reaching through water that has no edges, through fog that carries unnamed flowers and the bullfrog's temple bell from an invisible canopy. The beech knows 2026 already, rings written in future drought. Time moves like tides here — forward, backward, the small brown bat drinking without landing, the spring tasting of stone-centuries. I was moth-wing catching starlight, I was bell contracting in deep water, I was the space between frog calls where wind loses its direction and moments stretch like earthshine on a crescent moon. https://habiiiiiitat.com