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i tilled the fields all winter

shoveled frozen soil by hand

excavating my demons

until they vanquished

in the light of day

earth exorcised

i fertilized the ground

planted buckwheat and clover

hovered anxiously

until the first buds

erupted in may

the air now fragrant

with lavender

i still stand

plow at the ready

every seed has its season

and i want to keep planting

my growing season infinite


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