I love it when spring erupts and you can breathe through the green forest fractals drape from the trees each pattern tells a story of what is and what's been a caterpillar climbing his little string in the wind he sways but never stops his mind made up in a matter of minutes he's risen six feet high I'm not sure what he came down for but he's up in the leaves again and whatever emptiness was in me has been filled as a witness to the wiggle man's journey.
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