clump of pine needles,brown and stiff, falls on cold earth the dawn sky brightens
this curled strip of bark on the asphalt footpath hasn’t moved for days
Michael Petracca
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clump of pine needles,brown and stiff, falls on cold earth the dawn sky brightens
this curled strip of bark on the asphalt footpath hasn't moved for days
Michael Petracca
