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On the threshing floor.

Freedom of Reality

By billPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

The grass is not as yellow as the grain.

And the yellow of the barn

All this was seen by

A scarecrow, who sees it all

Sparrows come and go, he doesn't move.

There are things he doesn't say

Doesn't mean it doesn't know what's going on.

Ode

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    Written by bill