Woods, Mold, Skulls

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V.

Drafts piercing stiff wood

Young trees come to bear

In a gale of falling change


VI.

The worms and the mold

lie amid the scorned ones, these

decaying leaves, lost


VII.

Quelled skulls don't speak

Scattered around barren floors.

Their Memories last




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