maybe if it sits for a while new growth will slow the leak

ZakOctober 6, 2022October 6, 2022Poetry

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a sailboat, its mainsail furled, sits in the late evening setting sun. behind its chaos of lines and ropes and rigging, a gentle mountain rises in the distance, capped by billowing clouds. the sun shines brightly despite its near-setting.

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