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Mesa Verde, Colorado

There is something so attractive about

living in a place so unreachable.

Earth that dessicates without knowing drought

Can still somehow feel so approachable.


Everything about this place is deathly,

yet all it does is fill me up with life.

I do not know where this road will take me,

but a part of me hopes there will be strife.


How can a barren world be to much to

bear? That emptiness occupies my dread.

The subtle everything amidst the dew

encapsulates what it means to be fed.


If I could carve my legacy in dust,

know there is less beauty in iron than rust.

 
 
 

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