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Woodland paths, and the wind wrapped canopy.
Pine snaps hauled in wicker baskets. Soggy fire pits
and waterlogged shoes. Sunburnt opisthenar.
Comroderic nights, silent twilights. Beneath
the burning sun- the deafening hum
of cicadas, on a boulder near muddy water.

On a wooden stump entrenched in tangerine-colored needles
Among friends in a dim and humid great hall.
Blasting fans and lightning storms
bombarding rains- wash all away.
Written by Tristitude
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