Sensing
Some days I travel
Only as far as my breath will carry me
With no will for forging beyond my borders
Staying close to my senses letting myself mingle
With the scent of skunk and mushroom
Rising after a midnight rain knowing
Some day soon enough I will leave
And I will miss this place
— April Resnick
Midnight Rain by Charles “Bud” Edmondson
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