(1951 / Cincinnati Ohio)

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In the Depth

in
depth of
distance, past
silent, wide fields, past
concrete steps, rushing cars, trucks, lives
unknown, stands the wood: still, closed, filled with what's possible!

Submitted: Thursday, March 07, 2013


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