©2023 michael raven
a slow tumble through the night headlights glare flickerdancing snow aware of something more in crisp air each rut jostle a remembrance of someone like you standing in the wain singing hsin hsin songs awash in pale ash fallen
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©2023 michael raven
a slow tumble through the night headlights glare flickerdancing snow aware of something more in crisp air each rut jostle a remembrance of someone like you standing in the wain singing hsin hsin songs awash in pale ash fallen
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