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Queen of the Heath

She is no straight, tall elegant beautyNo.She writhes and rearsout of earth.A wild unbroken silver marebuckingin the evening sun. Dappled with moss and licheneight limbs ofhoarythick bark,rough to the touch,twisting, turningover each other. Sinking downthen raising upyoung smooth skinned limbstipped … Continue reading

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