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Free Grow

I let go
in order to grow down,
into dark, nutritious ground.
I feed my garden
nectar of golden apples.

Having freed my hands
of tares from elsewhere,
my plants grow so full
weeds send up flares
just to be noticed.

(Sat, 08/21/2010)

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