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Found Poetry 972


resting on Earth as wood
as if a cutting board
growing warmetal sounds
knives sharpening dark
grooves in the ground
but they also make
excellent trenches
don't tell
the knife holder
we will grow older

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

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