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South
i remember
what it was like
mining South
loosening red clay
soil unearthed
increasing oxygen
and nothing
got under my nails
but you
as hours passed
surveying
iron-rich mud
and sediment
in a region
wide open
for harvest.
what it was like
mining South
loosening red clay
soil unearthed
increasing oxygen
and nothing
got under my nails
but you
as hours passed
surveying
iron-rich mud
and sediment
in a region
wide open
for harvest.
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