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Jul 2017
The lighting
Kisses the ground
twice.
As thunder
Caresses the
sky.
The harsh love
of Earth
Is how
I love you.
And when my soils
Are less than
what they were,
They were not worn away.
I have given them to you.
Lvice
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Lvice  16/Following the bees
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