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WEATHER REPORT

Touching the weather.

Seeing five hundred jackdaws strutting on the field.


Getting an impulse about danger to my life.
A warning signal from the subconscious.


Being called a weakling,
while my compassion is exploited, twisted,
and an ongoing stagnation creaks.


(Everything came uneventfully,
but with quick flaps of wings...)


The Summer pays for my longing for Autumn.




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