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Mule

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The quiet country midnight got
quieter. You said, “I hear snow,”
and turned on the porch light. Carrot:
pillow fight of light out the window.

Winters passed. I brought you presents.
I kept remembering your magic,
hearing the deeper silence.
Then one spring you sent everything back. Stick.

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