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Dec 2018
moss
rocks
small stream


dust (or is it _)
small stream
closed eyes, closed legs, open hands
finger


cool wind shakes the youngtreebranch scent around
opened eyes, focus on something in the distance
can you see it?
Written by
alex  19/Genderqueer
(19/Genderqueer)   
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