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Amaranth Tumbleweeds rumble aimlessly Here and there across arid Desert, a ball of sticks Twisted, connected, stuck together and dead Once verte and rooted In marl motionless, roots Shrivel, wilt, waste, while skeleton ossifies Tumbleweed is born from Amaranth free to wander With abandon to reach The border between earth and sky. |
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