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my little piece of heaven
rocks jutting out of odd places in the ground
like unnecessary stepping stones
on a river of solid dirt
twisted, grey Tim Burton trees
enclosing my footsteps
in shade
wet, dirty leaves
crunching feebly
under faded blue canvas shoes
with ragged shoelaces
faceless, nameless birds lurking in shadow
squawking their cacophonous songs
a beautiful, ugly masterpiece
my own little piece of heaven
my own little private dystopia
