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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.
Written by Nari (Laura Jean)
Published | Edited 1st Oct 2018
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