ReplenishedA Poem by Matthew P. HIllThrashing shade thirsty moss sparce of sand's salty sea Endless rest natures breath leaves beneath her luscious trees Noisy me pleased to my knees posh damp soil rain could sink In a blink on the brink Soaking release
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Added on January 29, 2014 Last Updated on January 29, 2014 Author
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