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Found Poetry 969


a please can melt
the face of winter
engage darkness boldly
with poetic actions
the flavor of noise
forever unweariable
its father? lungs
its mother? air
moving at an exacting pace
toward that which isn't fair

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

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