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Above The Tree Line

Somewhere West of where he was, and East of where he’d been The mountains called their distant cry, a pleading heard within The alpine air, the red-tailed hawk, their spirits hail his name To thence return, the past on fire —his freedom to reclaim (Chief Joseph Highway: September, 2021)

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