At six a.m. this morning i went out on the highway to find the sun.
Here is an inventory of what turned up:
1 (one) flower blossom, severed from its stem but still bluer than all the Heavens
1 (one) gold snake, lying on his back, asleep only for a little while
1 (one) dead finch, lying on her back, gold only by name
1 (one) monochrome dog who runs
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