each
day
a
day of life
the
plants
don’t
misunderstand us
but
inconceivable
and
also
yet
to be explained
by
all our wisdom:
the
movement
from
zero to one
let’s
wash out our handful
of
experiences
under
a jet of water
what’s
left
dries
in the sun
to
be on the safe side
we’ll keep it
and
start over again
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