Once Again, in August

by Dan Gerber

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I continue composing my love letter to the Earth,
in all her beauty and affliction,
hoping I might love her
even a little bit more.

I write down the words
and blow on the paper
till the black ink stops shining
and the author is all but forgotten,

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