Giving a mystical inlander,
far-reaching to fall on dormant,
grip in the wilds of Mount Arjuna.
Trembling fingers,
gently caressed,
the pile of soil wet,
as Roombutter melted.
Casuarina seedlings,
sculpt beautiful grooves,
wailing to Lord,
the pine grows fertile.
The remnants, a glory deer valley,
symphonized jungle fowl sound,
beyond tumultuous Krontjong tones,
An illegal logger Meneer relaxes....
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