Speechless

I cannot find the worms.

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The sun is low, catching the road just so To etch in ebony and gold the slow, Falling leaves and crooked, dripping branches. The hills,...

The boats don't come and the river shrinks. The seaweed and barnacles crack, Bleached on the feet of the jetty. And the gentle rain falls...

Abandoning my life Unfeeling in my flight I ran away from love And you I reveled in the new Remade myself anew Thought I was not alike...