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You'll find me where you left me. Started a garden succulents overgrown with water buckets - stagnant. I'll tell you where you can find me. Awashed in the piles of blanched hobbies. 'Pourri' wishes as are tree roots - cemented. Cracked paths ebb and flow like veiny vines - corrode. I've lost me but you can find me in the grove not too far below.
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Jan 14
Jan 14, 2026 at 9:42 AM UTC
Stay. I'm Easy to Find.
You'll find me where you left me. Started a garden succulents overgrown with water buckets - stagnant. I'll tell you where you can find me. Awashed in the piles of blanched hobbies. 'Pourri' wishes as are tree roots - cemented. Cracked paths ebb and flow like veiny vines - corrode. I've lost me but you can find me in the grove not too far below.
Most days it's difficult to keep trying, and one day I fear I won't be able to find myself. "Pourri" is a French word.
Penguin
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Jan 14
Jan 14, 2026 at 9:42 AM UTC
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