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A blanket of sunlight lies

A blanket of sunlight lies

Across a sleeping hillside;

Deer awaken decaying leaves

To dance an alluring, enduring

Celebration of impermanence

Ingrained across memory’s gain.

Am I driving for milk or salvation?

Is there a difference worth noting?

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