the leaves
short fiction, prose-poetry, small stones
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spiders
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11.1.14
day 11
vacuuming pine needles
a spider,
hiding place disturbed,
makes her last moves
29.11.13
71
autumn wind and rain
droplets scattered across grass
spider webs glisten
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