Uprising

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The fog rose 

like firesmoke

out of dawn and 

the last few embers of Winter.

And as the sunrise 

and April took the trees 

we laid beneath branches of gold,

dark blue

and violet light

Holding on 

to what was left of each other

until all that could be held

was gone

And we became 

one 

single breath,

rising up

out of the Earth.

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