new born out of old
familiar yields, becomes adventure
take flight
change occurs slowly
then avalanche
take shelter
darkness succumbs to light
squint into the glare
take notice
forgotten, only a mist
recall as a dream
take memories
time is hasty
day-night flicker on a screen
take a breath
Sunday
A Year and a Day
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