Soul And Friend

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Soul:where this tree grows and learns to drink without getting drunk

Soul soaks into existence everywhere except my rough, contemptuous personality.

Friend:intelligence, sometimes the soul water, bread, a cave where we sit with friends.

Invisible bowl to drink from,
health coming back to a patient.

Definite statement, pulsing spring, cloud.
I'll stop, not because words have become tedious but to keep the bird from sitting on its branch.

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