Restless leaves
peeling bark
it’s as though the trees
feel them
stories
crawling
upwards
like water
from the earth
waiting to be released
waiting for the forest
to surrender its life
for a book.
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Restless leaves
peeling bark
it’s as though the trees
feel them
stories
crawling
upwards
like water
from the earth
waiting to be released
waiting for the forest
to surrender its life
for a book.
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