transmute

gust, leaves rustle
as do notebook’s pages
wood remembers?

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I love the feeling of wind against my skin—and I’m sad that we’ve allowed that life-giving air to become suffused with toxic metals. If this subject interests you, you can find out more here: www.geoengineeringwatch.org

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