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prose
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Friday, November 9, 2018
The Story
The woods prepare for winter.
What do the trees think of the coming hibernation?
Whatever their thoughts, they are only whispered to each other.
Leaving the rest to wonder, but never know the story.
Sunday, April 29, 2018
Queen of the Woods
The Queen of the Woods
Must gather flowers for home,
Some for a bouquet and
Some for a crown.
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