Corona, envelope my book
Clouds, brushstroke the sky
Bird, float through the blue
Wind, wash the heat on my skin
the space
Carved for me
I accept
I had a day on Monday where I ended up on my roof, eating strawberries and watching the sky. Lovely.
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