Shasta daisy glow long before log trucks speed empty
to higher elevation staging crew anxious
get the destination started over every
two minutes another rumbling super sonic
gear shifting down clocking fresh time
The river hiding the rest of night swallowing
last thoughts stones lit batteries blazing ideas
Have we come this far only to pull weeds
murder the entire forest nobody looking exactly
all the way inside where we live almost endure
desert close to the sky the other side
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