then when they offered something of command, the night received them to confirm
a change of season. they were not standing on the earth, or
they remembered that the fields of rice would not harvest them, people of the ashes. their directions
would not receive the ancient winds or the doorway to the past brought them firmly to the soil. they were often
not known by number, and they were once attached to the after years
of service. they did not announce themselves
as their words would not serve the ashes. and they once had their memories
grown for the fields of their pockets. no one
could speak
after they moved on the soil through the oceans

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