The sunrise The sunset and the noon sun’s glory Fire in form of candle place and cooktop Laughter my own and that of others The art of creation perhaps with pen and probably with the pot The rain when it comes The work as it is being done The sheets I sleep in The books, the books, the books Fruit and bread and my own bed My shower and each hour What should I breathe? The click sound a switch makes when you flip it
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