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you could lose your voice in a landscape like this an old testament kind of place the annual habit annuals are scarce warm-blooded creatures must disperse too arid for maturation low relief and minimal protection keeping all tissues close to the warm soil the insecurity of separation here in this northern canadian station thin strips of land like paper cut out all about the water the water all about a great distance to have lasted an effective safeguard against disaster too arid for maturation low relief and minimal protection keeping all tissues close to the warm soil the insecurity of separation here in this northern canadian station a river beauty a fireweed city walk a little ways ground sinks under me and springs back once i'm gone if you leave me, don't leave me long From Letras Mania