My silence grants the rowers their rest. On bad nights we feel the winds' bite. On good nights they're a balm. What casually falls casually arrives: remnants of unnamed stars. My shout throws a switch. The city flinches. Nearing the headwaters, we turn. Desire expands before us even as distance...
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