1924
6.98
8.iv.25
a day through the
foliage
autumnal
as live in a book of woods
set out to the weather, tested, tried
pumpkin, come possum
answer the call
for the blue up
come breezes
here’s wafer moon to swallow
creek tinkle then
days you walk the shine out
the birds for silhouettes, last sun
I open my head to the all
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