Day 27: memory is a funny thing
in a field of white, a crimson pond 
spread its curious shores
away from the thicket.
beyond, geese honked their 
warning two minutes too late,

their wings like laughter as they took to the sky
in a field of white, a crimson pond 
spread its curious shores
away from the thicket.
beyond, geese honked their
warning two minutes too late,

their wings like laughter as they took to the sky
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