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Found Poetry 1,011


in the land of the mouth
gnarled lips of dollars
spitting coins
they keep growing
out of bony stems
into boiling mountains
sermons swallowed whole
stomach leading
minds at recess

This poem was created from Walden by Henry Thoreau. Click here to get Walden.

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