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Found Poetry 913

1/18/22

they tended the adventurer's seed
measured each drop of water and speck of light
talked to it sweetly
the plant grew like a green pen scribbling
held by the hand of wind
leaves swinging in a fight
this was not a magic seed of fiction
it still grows for us
in all directions out and up
up and over each wall and through any fence
in every garden hence

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