Drop Me in the Eastern Woods

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Drop me in the Eastern Woods ;

Let my hands be my guest, guided by ;

Seeking the fire, folding hope ;

With scissors ; I cut shapes from your

wool sweater to my liking.

A sovereign of crystal depths,

stood still.

Time thought;

for but a moment.

 

-EP

 

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