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burning across the heavens. parting clouds
like small seas, it’s easy
to retreat, descend, release.

there is no path but ours.
feet glad to rest after endless meadows,
climbing for hours only to find

we had missed the wildflowers,
everything wilts, there is no path but time,
everything erodes, everything erodes

(so stay on the beaten path, and drown
your heartbeat with the sound
of your own feet falling, falling).