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Rated: E · Poetry · Contest Entry · #2205949
dryads, written for the Writer's Cramp

Certain things had moved in the night.
There was a crack of branches
and the cry of trees
heavy with burls,full-laden with buds.
Dryads gathered to restart the dreaming.
Our dreams flowed in rhythm
loving us to completion.

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