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Warm soil forms and envelops my quiescent toes, Worms and insects slowly crawl up my birch, Animals wordlessly approach as I continue to grow, Silently and calmly watching as I give birth. Motionless movements shifting from view, Skies ever coasting across the skyline, Forests transfigured with ever changing hues, My immobile body serving as a reticent shrine.
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Dec 8, 2017
Dec 8, 2017 at 3:29 PM UTC
This Mortal Soil
Warm soil forms and envelops my quiescent toes, Worms and insects slowly crawl up my birch, Animals wordlessly approach as I continue to grow, Silently and calmly watching as I give birth. Motionless movements shifting from view, Skies ever coasting across the skyline, Forests transfigured with ever changing hues, My immobile body serving as a reticent shrine.
Linkuya
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Dec 8, 2017
Dec 8, 2017 at 3:29 PM UTC
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