a damp to make you wonder if you’ve sweat. a damp to ensure you’re sweating. puffs and swaths in shades of slate draped over the precious stretch of sky. tree and hill tops colliding in the depths of distances, sometimes a lake peeking blue in degrees of haze. a cloud shelf beneath which rich green is abundant, dripping with fecundity and reeking of life, exuberant among layered greys, regal.

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