Keanon Pete
Trees bury me in soft fragile leaves
I sleep for weeks in sweet solitude
The earth moves beneath to wake me from my slumber deep
I travel far over desperate peaks
I have much to say but it shall keep
I touch the ocean
I reach the sky
I yearn for that which is denied
Soft fragile leaves upon my feet
Sweet solitude of slumber deep
Relax by Bethany Ford
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Well done 🙂