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Faces of Old Bark

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42 words 42 words the faces on the old bark
on backroads of memories
of musings, doings
and lucid dreams of red clay
down by the feet of my shadow
where Mama now rests
surrounded by nature's postcards
in the faces on the old bark

Written by Adagio
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