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Tregildrans ii

Leaves are leaving,
decorating the quarry,
cereal in a bowl,
sinking to bottom, becoming paste,
I erase  
thoughts of your sheer skin taking ecstasy  
in rainfall, small  
pieces of eroded banks,  
treasure in your toebeds
forced on run between perrenial ferns, hazel trees towering above,  
nuts rolling down the stream trails  
that only lead to home.
Written by ImperfectedStone (The Gardener)
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