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May 2014
The weeds
sunk in the Earth.
The entrance,
disguised by tangles of flowering
eyes.
Something
might be
even clearer.
He considered leaving.
Maerius J Porter
Written by
Maerius J Porter  Cosmos, MN
(Cosmos, MN)   
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