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Sep 2022
Teach me to read
the script of the earth.
Teach me to hear
the voice of soil.
Teach me to feel
my place in the vast empty,
without superposition,
to be in one place at once,
not stretched thin,
not placeless.
George Cheese
Written by
George Cheese  M/Australia
(M/Australia)   
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     guy scutellaro and Jason
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