Bodge Podge
Its light
fluffy leafs
are falling
floating spin in
golden day dream
sky lights calling
winning making
tasted waiting
raining forming
sweetly landing
asking washed out
drawing
clipping forest
green stripe parcel
dust river
wave, i answered
"no more lamp posts
no more rowing"
the future the forest
its never ours to know
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