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March 11, 2022
Owl Feather Farm, San Juan Island
We’ve gone in the black valley
We’ve toyed with love’s devil
It’s just a knife it’s the jawbone of life
This alley’s level has flags at half-staff
We’re at the edge of the cliff
I look at me and my name is you
The sun says to you speak
The wind lays you down
And the ground takes a knee
There’s a tear on your cheek
But it may be the rain that we need
I look at you and your name is me
We’re at the edge of the cliff
But it might be the rain that we need
I look at you and your name is me
For our Ukrainian friend Eugene, on night watch in Kiev
-Eric Lucas
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