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poem submitted to "What's Your Memory of Nature?" poetry contest, Len Gasum sponsor, 5/18/2026
Ozark Mountain trails my small bare feet once knew where whippoorwills stitched dusk with trilling song. The hills held dusk and my dreams in shades of pine blue and taught my heart where quiet souls belong.
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