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In that seeps
the rain that 
gives true
its knowing sun.
In that seeps 
as in sleep
breathe in me
to let out
iced blue now weeps.
In seeps 
the smaller shade
the gowned tree softens
longing to say
that has come from far.
In what seeps
down in a heart
yet heartening in part.

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In That Seeps