ever since growing up in oregon
as a poor bear cub
the world has seemed absurd to me.
the algebra of reality escapes me.
but, the strength of a river begins in
springs, creeks, streams, ditches and gutters.
it becomes a mixture
that no ocean can refuse.
(c) Charles Amarack
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