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Leader of a
single file line,
responsible for
stinging nettle wounds,
through tree farm acreage
marked with neon tape,
hospital bracelets
on waiting patients.
Bright sky outside
this green canopy,
unbroken save
for an echo
spotlight up ahead.
I can see
greens lit and
open, a single
foxglove on stage,
purple white throats
wide, singing.

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