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Found Poetry 975


awakened from a dream
like food dropped onto dirt
or a flower, cut
from all sides
air, a bat to the nose
reminds you of unexplored stars
you have work to do, little one

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

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