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Rated: E · Poetry · Activity · #2209225

A memory of berry picking time.

Bloody scratches on my forearms,
Legs pierced by brambles and thorns,
A small handful of sweet berries,
Colorful red-black smeared face
Keep me seeking more treasures.
Bloody scratches on my forearms,
Easing deeper into the patch,
Reaching for more plump fruit,
Reaching for more plump fruit,
I seek the perfection nature presents.
Easing deeper into the patch,
Sugar in each succulent picking.
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