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Got up on a cool morning.
Leaned out a window.
No cloud, no wind.
Air that flowers held
Some dove somewhere.
Been on probation most of my life.
the rest of my life been condemned.
So these moments
count for a lot--peace, you know.
Let the bucket of memory down into the well,
bring it up.
Cool, cool minutes.
stirring, no plans.
Just being there.
This is what the whole thing is about.
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