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No Secret
in relationship to nature
there is no secret to acorns,
seeds waiting to be trees
that touch the winds.
Mourning the scars
that man has put to thee,
with political thunder
as the world becomes weeds.
there is no secret to acorns,
seeds waiting to be trees
that touch the winds.
Mourning the scars
that man has put to thee,
with political thunder
as the world becomes weeds.
Published 19th Jul 2023
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19th Jul 2023 11:51pm
It has a hidden feeling of hope...
"... as the world becomes weeds..."
and we become surrogate inhabitants.
"... as the world becomes weeds..."
and we become surrogate inhabitants.
20th Jul 2023 00:17am
20th Jul 2023 3:40pm
