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Oct 2015
I
I stand in the shadow of giants
humbled, daily,
by what this earth can do.

They rise, one after the other,
a procession of elders
who's refuge I enjoy, both cautiously
and peacefully.

I thank the earth for its gifts,
receding quietly into it
and away from its people.
Written by
Matt Fitzpatrick
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     Sumina Thapaliya and ---
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