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To create the distance a frontier demands.
Green hunger splitting the husk of our lives.
The husk turned from.
To seek out that turning, that distance.
To set it loose. To watch it learn to walk.
To build a home beside it.
With what wood we found.

To create the distance a frontier demands.
Green hunger splitting the husk of our lives.
The husk turned from.
To seek out that turning, that distance.
To set it loose. To watch it learn to walk.
To build a home beside it.
With what wood we found.

Megan Snyder-Camp, 37

Kent / Baltimore MD

 
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