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Nov 2020
I walked to the hollow
The empty in my soul
Trees surrounded me
Moving and tall
In the middle a dead one
Bare of skin
Now a pole
I looked up alongside
There to find hope in the blue sky
I am where I have been
A feeling of lost
To be reminded that here is always hope
Flatfielder
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Flatfielder  M/Canada
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