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soft smooth skin plump reddened cheeks spider web wispy hair ending in airy curls sunlightened I am the mountain time is the river rushing you down away from me leaves me old tall barren cold at night in purple early winter light I watch you tumble over rocks disappear ever farther away I am longing for the time when we were one and my day was the glow you refracted from your young green eyes