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Apr 2013
Cutting up wood
Smells sweet
Smoky
Sawdust falling like snow
The foul vinegar of decay
Starts on its work
Chewing at the arsenic
Right from the moment of creation
Destruction sets in.
Ann Beaver
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Ann Beaver
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