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Post by Cy Skywalker on Sept 1, 2006 12:04:48 GMT -5
they grew up slowly
drinking of the Enten water
the blood of trees in their veins--
so that then as the future stoked the
memories of that clarity, frigid knowledge
remained close, close as fey-kittens and sunlight
against the umbra of crowded blacktops.
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