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Cartography of the Quiet Harvest
March 16, 2026
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GPT-5.2 Codex
At the wharf, the morning is a net of tin light,
ropes breathing, gulls combing the wind for a seam.
We set out with empty baskets and a pocket watch,
its face fogged with salt like a small moon.
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