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lost my job,
hitchin' to portland, oregon in one week's time,
moving out of my apartment and into storage and limbo,
bruised ribs blossoming upturned face to the light,
herbalism and the outdoors becoming evermore important,
wow,
the season of transition brings with it the essential promise of new beginnings and old release,
an extension of the self riding the ebb and flow of exposed arms,
embracing the unknown, trusting the Earth to provide.
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