A View
Rain drunk
Lush streets of Seattle
Dogs barking
Sloshes the postman in short
rain gear
My nose extends an inch
Five microbes are born
Super Nova explodes
Fixed points appear locally
A dog once loved me
In the city of snails and trees
As one is crushed by hunter’s boot
While the ferns subtlely tremble
This here is a tree
Your name is carved
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