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Branches of clustered olives sprout at this fruiting time of year, as we reflect on the future.


For peace does come from great vision to see signs of drying turn,

And acts boldly to prepare a way for onset of the harshest season.


Never feel hatred for those pesky crows flying to appear as shadowy tricksters,

If they like you enough, they might bring strange gifts, if you offer some as well.


Besides, they caw and frighten us all, it's in those damn fairy books!

So why would they not tweak you too? 


But will you speak my silly language, friend? 

Otherwise I just caw to annoyingly useless end.

A god all-knowing has never feared the violence of growing a singular psychological religion of their delightful monotheistic heaven, 

But messy spirituality favouring the least of these makes them quiver indeed, for it has many disorders to display brightly and incongruently.



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