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The Pine Barrens
Long yellow grasses stretch across a field of gravel and stone;
The serpentine landscape
SSSSSSShifting,
Dancing,
Licking scattered boulders like cat tongue.
Scales of lichen on a time worn surface, slowly reclaiming,
Unaware of their purpose…?
Grand Plan or Random Action;
To the same conclusion.
Millenniums to dust,
Return to the Beginning,
Never lush.
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