Almost laying itself perfectly horizontally,
I'm walking under a fallen down tree.
Overgrown weeds and a small path out,
Back road is shaped like a narrow spout.
Exiting the other side where cars are,
A walk into town, it isn't really very far.
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Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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I've had to turn back on walks sometimes - trees that have fallen, and I cannot get over nor under them.
Are you a giant? haha.
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