05/30/2026
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In the green country I laid down
some dew was still left
the grass whispered
and I took root.
I woke, and the path
that brought me here was gone,
the memory of fire
almost extinguished.
Around me hills peered down
and I up at them.
Was I alive? Dead?
What was this place?
The trees answered,
but I didn’t know tree
or grass or wind,
only human words.
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