napkin for the soul - stutz!

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The beauty'n every leaf

I see 

Its spawn in the undug below


in the unreach

Majestically - single handed

sorting the light beams

'you may drop in your knees. Kiss the mud! Descend now, I said!'

Once in a while, she whispered

'not you,piggy backer, not you! back you go into the shooting star... back.'

After the dusk, a gentle breeze invited her to dance

she started swaying, lustful for the eye, if seen

a swing, then pirouetting

into below



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