dug the earth

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dug the earth 

joined, a salient commotion

attained respite through the maze

hunted by naked devotion


wreathing summer trellis

unravelled antiques

stack of velvet twine

crawling my body


closed eyelids 

mounted, silver and gold

my ears like buzzing bees 

until, 

i heard a creak beneath 

   

                             - shreya



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