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power breathes
You were right about one thing. It is not the aspen
leaves nor yet the pine needles that exemplify power.
For they do not breathe. They do not move. Yet they are
stronger than the power you knew, than the actions you took.
For they know what it is to survive the breath of power.
I think this as I watch my roses turn from cold winter
stems to soft summer scents and back again. I do not turn to
look at you, for you have been gone a very long time.
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