Adventures of a Moving Statue
In the midst of flora I stood in solitude
dreaming of the garden of yore, Eden
under the sun's fierce face, soliloquizing
near the fellowship of waters, wandering
nodding and nodding till tide brought the stars
under the blanket, I saw a war unwinale
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