my god
lives between the branches
and the air
in the light
before sunset
the swallow-winged
branches
the smallest
branches
the fragile
branches
clothed
in the season's leaves
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my god
lives between the branches
and the air
in the light
before sunset
the swallow-winged
branches
the smallest
branches
the fragile
branches
clothed
in the season's leaves