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Curiousity
Curiousity creeps slowly
just along the underbrush
of the unenlightened spirit
moistened by the dew of morning
left behind by the heat of the previous day
molding and turning with each stick and stone
it travels untiredly until it finds its home
its stay is short - lived as it moves as quickly as it settled
forever searching
forever needing
mia day 2000
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