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Issue #167
Spring 2026
The tree crew has come,restored a long-vanished view of the mountain.My eyes are again thirty-two. My life is still seventy-one. My life is startled. It lifts, as the many heads of a herd of horsesall at once do, hearing a sound. Heads...
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