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November First Two Thousand Nineteen

November first two thousand nineteen... abuzz with Autumnal thrum Divine myriad biota amidst heavenly Lily of the valley (Convallaria majalis), he didst imaginatively greet Edenic heavenly terra incognita immeasurably sweet nature's ensemble proffering Gaia's quintessential orchestration resplendent sensational treat natural splendour regaling, this fellow wayfarer happenstance gifted autochthonous peoples espied proud specimens unobtrusive planted armada, viz sleek bodies fleet, of foot while me accidentally risking, schlepping, traipsing... offbeat winessed unschooled tribe, yet verily synchronized, primed, muscled... athlete their soundless rhythmic swiftly tailored flit to and fro upon poetic unshod calloused feet carefully, gingerly, lightly... I shod dully tread nsync toward drumlins upbeat mouthing, kneading, imbibing... glorious ebullient choral unadulterated feat extemporaneously kickstarting crisp and neat pow hour full rhythm across analogous macroscopic excellent spreadsheet inducing their sonorous symphonic roundelay unfamiliar tweet, whereby flora and fauna future meal to eat oblivious regarding mine seat dated existence, which quiescent aesthete, yours truly basked, froliced, luxuriated... complete as once innocent hymnals kindled atrocity this observer, spectator aghast white as sheet, how civilization's machinations didst deplete terrestrial firmament within one fell stroke eradicated once pristine unbroken promises chiseled to cheat rightful owners expansive swath over yonder til ocean and land did meet Europeans scoured seas one after another lumbering bulwarked fleet exhausting resources while simultaneous mowing down aborigines grotesquely analogous harvesting wheat indiscriminate deliberate genocide decimating indigenous tribes beat defenseless against microbial weapons of mass destruction, thus only within third blind eye courtesy invisible paleface with tenderfeet strictly envisioned Perkiomen Valley once abundantly populated with ample game during cold and/or heat paradise unbroken stretched hinterland, where place names mock to pay hollow tribute, where native peoples no longer replete vinyl city amidst amidst graveyard lovely bones turned to dust paved over by mainstreet.

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Date: 11/3/2019 2:39:00 PM
very profound as Chantelle stated too. Wonderful poem, congrats dear Matthew x:)-luloo
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Date: 11/3/2019 8:06:00 AM
- A truly glorious poem, Matthew - Congratulations on your win :) - // Anne-Lise :)
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