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Oct 2013
when roots are free the plant will grow
but no one measures how far it is to go
by earth,
field,
plow stone,
shine,
air,
rain

the mass of a living world remain
an untold mystery behind curt pages
of the driving soul and the spirit wages


Saturday, October 26, 2013
jimmy tee
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jimmy tee  VT
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