If you haunt this place
you do so with such grace
I do not know.
If you do haunt this place
you are
the flutter of light on the rhododendron
as you are also
the birds lost in the leaves
incessantly skwaking
while I am fast asleep,
receiving everything,
as you are now a part of
yet still lost in.
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