A wondrous world of simple design
With trees that gently sway in time
To the sounds of rain falling from the sky,
A place that could only live inside the mind.
Leaves bright emerald over bark of gold,
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I cup my face to silence.
It’s listening to me.
When I think of genius,
What do I think they see?
The barren box of Dresden.
The corn husk sleeves of Leeds.
How much would I have given
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