fur from the brush
soft in my hand
a white cloud
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cyclone sky
strings of ants
shifting eggs
a
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a
three ibis lift off
my neighbour’s kids
scrolling screens
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one umbrella
on eighty mile beach
shipwreck coast
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summer
kids under the sprinkler
spitting grape pips
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