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I need to live somewhere with seasons.

Sun, left unchecked,

Pins you. Laser pointer on a parkway.

Cold, left unchecked,

Sheathes you away in sheets.

Microfiche slides, julienne ribbons, nuclear snow.

I need to live

Where autumn wind wraps crisp around sleepy legs

And spring rains wash us together,

Easy as saying "I want you to stay."