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In the scheme of things
I cast small shadows
move no rocks
leave shallow prints on soft moss
a canopy of green
whispers vague instructions
which I follow to the letter
as I drift from stream to stream
to drink and bathe and sleep
and wonder
if anyone will find me
here
in the scheme of things
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