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Thursday, October 8, 2009
Thursday, October 8, 2009: Notcot #25379
Plants
have it figured out.
Clothed in aerodynamics,
seeds pull free of tree limb
or stem, and spin, or flutter,
or drift toward soil.
Even in death, the fragile,
dried-out blossoms or
leaves heave themselves
upon whatever earth is available.
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