relay.
where I work is where I am.
what we relish what has hurt us what we near and what we
scope out what we cope with how we nickel dime our way
how oceanic how snowstorm how peeled the rimmed
old river man.
topography through grates is what I'm weathering.
never close enough to moment.
but we are and this
is how eternity has been
refined.
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