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All Of "Just This" Memorize this… Resonating sound Of wind on lofty Red oak limbs Strapping in pure light Remember this… The feel of yielding grasses While lying below Stirring blades Streaked in scattering twilight Consider this… Unearthing sense in silence My skin breathes the soils Scent of fresh-turned black dirt Cooled by night I want to remember… All of just this… That music without notes Those lyrics without words And write it, I just might! Eversince… All of just this... |
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