Bright and long burned out
Pinned against echoless dark
All the world below
Alaska - 20 - PNW
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Soft trees beneath the sky Me beneath the trees A hazy spring bloom carried in the wind Growing in the ground Leaving stains on my knees
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Beautiful imagery