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I have been surrounded by whispers

from birth

I have stretched out in tall grass

and heard breezes thud in my ears

I have climbed trees

and been amazed at the creaking branches

the conversations of leaves

the birdcalls exploding around me

like axes in wood

or glass suddenly stretched

 

all this time my heart has thumped

like an oven door left to swing closed

by itself 

 

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