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About This Poem
when paths end
along the path
a hopper's song
slashes of yellow
feathered thoughts~
along the path
a slice of red
green scented heaven
a flower dance~
aside the path
a faries brook
queen ann's lace
has found her rook~
aside the path
the clover walks
a mossy stone
to guide the lost~
at paths end
a burning lot,
of ogre croak
and texting snot
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