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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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