Edge
sitting on the edge
hanging limbs
brushing tremors on its skin
burbles as it tips on moss on stone
mouth washed mini waterfalls
sunlight slips from crest to trough
toe tipping tiny tsunami's
snapping branches
ships with leaf sails
sails and leaves
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