Zippers, please, why arent these zips, if they aren't?
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Forest zips perhaps
unseen guests in the snow
passing the hillside sika deer slots
on the hill bracken listens
as deaf leaves turn from brown to grey
falling water a wall of glass
trees drip drip on hidden path
apple thicket nearly lost
stumble on stumps this sacred grove
the tiny cairn where I left
my blue suede gloves on the skyline
Sally-ee
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