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    The early sunlight drifts through
    A copse of silver birch and dapples leaves
    Like a gentle wind that lingers
    In opposition to what night left behind

    Fragments of shadow hide
    Under a few jagged stone outcroppings
    Amid a decaying tree trunk
    Ghost of an abandoned Haida canoe

    I hear tell the Pleistocene
    Ice Age glaciers once scoured the land
    Like a frozen ocean sent to expiate
    The sins of earth’s wayward past


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    This speaks to me Thank you tanner

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