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The landscape within
is vast, reaches
farther than any of us
can see from here.
There is a forest,
an ocean, a stone,
there are many stones smoothed
and darkened by rain,
and children—
there are many children,
their voices fill the air,
their voices fill the sky,
their voices wrap around us
like blankets, warm.
The landscape within
is vast
and full of trees.
The landscape within
is vast
and full of children.
—CS









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