worn wood warm
tentative tendrils
search soul ward for
sustenance and
salvation
while whittled
paperbark parchment
pulses possibilities
ringing round
singing sound
smiling sun ward
finding firmament
fallow flee
retreating resting
retired to reality
blossom bloomed
blackened blighted
bending breaking
into bracken
no longer needed
however humus
feeds all seeds
for survival
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