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Homeopathy

There’s no place
like field
and base
and run

Until the cows come

No place
like town
and boy
and grown

Away from, away from

There’s no place
like stretch
and free
and alone

With nothing to write about

No place
to hang
your hat
and ask:

Where’s my heart?

Homeopathy

There’s no place
like field
and base
and run

Until the cows come

No place
like town
and boy
and grown

Away from, away from

There’s no place
like stretch
and free
and alone

With nothing to write about

No place
to hang
your hat
and ask:

Where’s my heart?

Jared Leising, 41

Seattle / Le Mars, IA

 
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