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She walked the dry roads;
Crossed the dry creeks;
Plowed the dry land.

Her map is drawn with
Red clay roads and
Rotten granite.

She feels as dry as the
Oak leaves that surround her.
Dry carries a burden
As heavy as dust.

Oak Woman

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