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From The Tupelo
In the eyes of the dark
now pale of the bark
to be from the leaf
of old mothers
death hangs from the Tupelo
gathering the thorns
with the last breath of Autumn
falling into the shadow of the veil
in the eyes of the dark
now pale of the bark
to be from the leaf
of old mothers
death hangs from the Tupelo
gathering the thorns
with the last breath of Autumn
falling into the shadow of the veil
in the eyes of the dark
Published 27th May 2023
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