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Dec 2013
On rush

We found

The Violent Pear Kids

Playing Peppered Nonsense Games

Until Seeing Dots become Lines

We Swam the Tides of

Earths Crest mossy blue

Off like

Trees Escaping From Land

Only to return when Ready

Innocent as an acorn

Go Blue

And Red

Then do it all Again

We Leaves...
Lucy
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