my journey begins
on the dirt road
which glows transluscent
in the moonlight.
trees grow beside the grass.
flowers sprout beauty.
careful not to wander off
the path of destiny.
i am blinded by nature's teasing.
and striken by tricky vines.
poison ivy races red
up my leg
and itches a burning sensation
to roll around in
the tall wheat fields
of tempting auburn.
my
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