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Tillage by Michael R. Burch What stirs within me is no great welling straining to flood forth, but an emptiness waiting to be filled. I am not an orchard ready to be harvested, but a field rough and barren waiting to be tilled. Keywords/Tags: tillage, raw, potential, barren, field, tabula rasa, blank slate, palimpsest
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Apr 15, 2020
Apr 15, 2020 at 12:33 AM UTC
Tillage
Tillage by Michael R. Burch What stirs within me is no great welling straining to flood forth, but an emptiness waiting to be filled. I am not an orchard ready to be harvested, but a field rough and barren waiting to be tilled. Keywords/Tags: tillage, raw, potential, barren, field, tabula rasa, blank slate, palimpsest
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62/M/Nashville, Tennessee
Apr 15, 2020
Apr 15, 2020 at 12:33 AM UTC
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