ekkis
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poetry = nonsense
nonsense = meaninglessness
meaninglessness = void
void = nothingness
nothingness = spirit

Eucalyptus
I hugged a tree the tears ran down our cheeks He so old I so transient I hugged him tight as I could as the thunderstorms raged the fresh cool scents of earth made us both young In the darkness I danced with his family to the joyful sounds of his innocence Such memories of a time and place long gone A eucalyptus hug is a welcome home [23 VIII 00]
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