Have learned and scoured my landscapes. Have been acquainted with its moods.
With them they have brought rain- that destroyed...
... and then rebuilt the broken bones of my being.
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A Bright Clearing I AM.
There are worn-out circular paths around that bush. I can't help it... venturing off has always been my nature.
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