off on the horizon
all the build up see the wind
bending trees and sending leaves
airbound
it's coming see them running for the sheltered woods
in herds
the deer like open wounds
are sensitive to change
it's coming
all the growing and the care is sprouting buds
new answers to old questions
shedding light like summer sun
it's coming
and i'm ready
for once
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