And I were to die that very instant
I wouldn't mind it so much
Collapsing onto the ground
Relishing my last moments
Head in the grass.
My last breath
^ˆ/\ˆ^
Mountain Air
The trees were in carnage
After the excavator leveled at 30'x200' strip of land at the edge of the field
The branch of a White Ash tree
Severed on the ground
Unaware of its last moments
Rustling in the wind
My last breath
^ˆ/\ˆ^
Mountain Air
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