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when night came
(after a sleepless night considering some excellent suggestions from Tracey, I revised "away." this is the revision)
when night came
each step wandered
wayward deep
in shadow land
of tree and fern
and nettled forest floor
that hid foot steps.
so he broke bread
to path them back
in measured plan
to hearth and bed.
but birds fell
through spruce and fir
like small, dark stones
and cobbled up
the way to home.
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