Dream Fragment

Summer and the Recovery Moon

The glacier is gone. I looked out the window and where, yesterday, there had been a small glacier, the hillside was clear. My heart sank. Later, I would tell friends it was gone. And cry. The depth of my grief about it startled me.

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