let
this one start
before
the forest fires
of
indonesia
swallow
the great ocean
words
are more than language
every
character a line in the sand
every
sunrise
a
new alignment
we
are only as strong
as
sounds
rolling
quietly
off
the tongue
there
are no moments
to
sacrifice
fill
your rucksack
carry
water for your neighbor
---
e b bortz
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