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Jul 2014
Everyday alone, I wander woods unknown.
Herb gathering, perched on hidden cloud throne.
Constructed by ageless story filled stone.
No human to see once all is shown,
Revealing boundaries unknown,
making everywhere my home.
Pt 2
Kenshō
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Kenshō  M
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