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Underground Activity Coastal tree roots wend silently in sand like tentacles in the bluff, birthed through gritty ground-- dirt-encrusted troops drawn downhill, pulled relentlessly by thirst. A spruce’s filamented roots, like tenuous feelers, reach deeper, seek sustenance; unseen offspring bind old trees, prevent fatal falls. Do they grow down that branches may reach skyward; work unobserved, that only leaves witness sunrise, and watch stars? |
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Revised, with thanks to TEW, and Jean Syed for inspiration.
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