Aardvark
J
James McLain
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I fell much to hard,
to fast, with no warning.
A gust of wind, sails my
one leaf from the woods.
Over the pebbles, protection
is a place to be looking from.
There are millions of us,
every where, I see the..
Aardvark, the few of us left..
tremble in the quake of her wake..
It is that I am..one of the fortunate.
I cling to a rose..in the breeze..
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