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Found Poetry 360


let me borrow your impulse, nature
to express our nakedness
we transact in fables
skin memories of trees and water
herons of luck glide and settle
as the sun breathes the bluish-green meadow

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

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