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B&W

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meander through a meadow of wild flowers
climb through a jungle
of trees and vines
to a house of stone
no one is there
you listen carefully to be sure
heart racing in your ears
mosquitoes biting
thorns scratching
the photos are the testament
to the day's
perfection
(and the bites and scratches, though they're only temporary)