Trees and cool water everywhere.
Sunsets and catepillars crawling up sleevies.
Now and again a fly stuck between weeds growing from swampy land.
Swishy
Swashy.
Here lies the sleeping place of singing larks and yellow eyes.
A cornecopia of mosquitoes waiting to feast on the flesh.
Scritchy
scratchy.
Buffalo charging vehicles.
Moments with the waterfall.
Breath leaving.
(inhale)
(exhale)
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