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stitching
hank

this lawn is pincushioned with pine needles
 1
but not shaped like a tomato that you stick them too
 2
i try to pick them out and a rake works ok
 3
but in the end you always have to get them by hand
 4
i see new ones fall and it makes me laugh
 5
i know the tree with branches above is mocking me
 6
trying to unweave what it wants woven
 7

9 Oct 09


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A nice short story about a tree that is mocking you, right?   j.g. smiles
 — goeszon

Nice imagery and ending.
 — Skarti

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