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Wet

I like those pacific northwest days where moisture squeezes from every pore, lines every blade of grass, weighs down every rock and pine needle, clings to every molecule of sky; when rivers and streams and roads all run together as one silver ribbon, when the cloud-mists filter down through the treetops to mingle with [...]

Sea of Madness

Silver rain
On the mountain clover
Washes away
Until the music is over.
by Neil Young