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Shades of Green Honeydew flowing Ribbons of satin Lace round the Great trunks of time. Twining and weaving, Expertly climbing Set ostentatiously Before my eyes. Tripping I spill myself Onto a carpet Of rich fertile grass To slumber a while. Busyness buzzes through Part of my memory Laying there, pondering this, breath for awhile. Growing and changing I lay prone to earthly Effects that I feel Blossoming all around me. Waking and spinning, Grasping my skirt hem I twirl then I sit Lightly down to the ground. |
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