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Momentous Hope

There is a vibe I cannot explain. I continue watering the dying tree; the autumn morning is a little darker. Last night, I watched a spectacle between two grumpy elders. A choice from the chaos is frightening. The light continues to shine, but briefly. This fall feels endless. I’m hoping my rapid descent has enough momentum to propel me out of this hole.

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