In a forest

Posted On October 18, 2008

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Under the flying stars

Eight airplanes,

cutting the sky.

The moon

same to all of us.

Aware

Under the falling leaves

The white tree,

yellow covering me.

Awake

Lying next to a boulder

Quiet

Like one of them.

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