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Time...
Time is like sandstone, wearing away
the debris of modernity
monkeys running through the trees
bones of old industry
orange beak and claw
allegheny
parted limbs
rainfall
eye,
each is made of dust
she is stardust she is earth
her eyes on green wave.
the debris of modernity
monkeys running through the trees
bones of old industry
orange beak and claw
allegheny
parted limbs
rainfall
eye,
each is made of dust
she is stardust she is earth
her eyes on green wave.
Published 24th Sep 2011
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