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the plains (06/12/2022)
we might not ever know just how long the sky is
take a walk
and see how long the shadows cast
'long this pitted earth
loam buried neath the falling brass
sediments, testaments, to the manufactured time
we wait.
the shifting tumbling, ferrid sands
cover greener pastures, laying dormant
and flags decay upon these lands
Sunday 12th June 2022 11:39 pm
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