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Fall Still Laid
Fall still laid on the Spring grounds,
Coupled chairs from evening fires
Root themselves to composting leaves,
A lover should come, a lover should blow away the debris
But no lover comes, no lover goes from the drying field
No lover no friend no heart no talk
All quiet outside the park, all quiet in the woods
Just the birds chirping sounds of mating
Building pollinating foraging rooting
From Spring grounds still filled with Fall.
