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There's a sign below the switchbacks braided with blackberries

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Warning of log trucks with long loads and tail sweep

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They hired a local crew to fell the timber for telephone polls

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Like the one my sister crushed into not knowing or caring if there is a God

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We let her lie to us when she said the sun blinded her

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I guess when you're seventeen the person you love can seem like the sun

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The fusion of pheromones and feelings: a bomb

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The hoof of a deer on too thin ice fractal fissuring 

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Before the rushed inhalation of lake pulls her under

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An unripe blackberry crushed on a stainless tongue