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Walking the Marsh



An ancient redwood barn</p>

Leans in all directions</p>

As we begin to talk</p>

Of the inexplicable:</p>

Where we are,</p>

How we got here,</p>

When these geese</p>

Found their way,</p>

Why this trail is</p>

So easy to follow?</p>

Cattails explode in laughter,</p>

As we finish, where we started...</p>

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