Dying and Growing in a Pile Up

Short cut off twigs engulfed in the ground,
Dead plants that dangle to the ground,
White grass that grows again, the dirt that lies beneath it,
A leaf, a flower scattered here and there,
A torn up piece of paper,
That lay among the earth.





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