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    May 25th, 2024

    I sat upon the benched
    Tile-stone
    Of redwood paralays
    And I thought the flags stood still
    Like the time I dwelt upon
    Kneelings
    And wondered if perhaps –
    .I had been understood this whole time;
    At least, more-than-I-formerly-thought / zalazheto.

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