Tall house shadow love the tops of trees and
among root finger creep my brother sister sleep
old
Dog, no name dog, just dog,
follow me see me on dirt ramble I
pruned the bushes all afternoon in the
sun until He pounded me too much
and small water and a little bread
helped a little but didn't mend my
threadbare garments or my
broken back
Resolution lay with the
lambs
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