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Among the trees and fallen golden leaves I pace.
In dress of silver I am clad and sandals white embrace my feet.
I shall forever praise the stillness of this forest and stars so bright in light shall crown my head.
Oh where is my beloved?
He is lost. The peace and beauty have ensnared his soul.
He left these shores for better lands and I remained behind.
I kneel beside the green mound of a secret grave and leave my heart now to its final rest.
Come, read a dirge and praise my drying blood and dying soul, behold, Love, how I fall from grace.
Oh Heaven! Open up thy gates for me! I prayed for mercy, not decay.
The flames of h
Mollie's Ribbons I grew up in a small town just a few dozen miles from the closest water sourcea slowly shrinking aquifer that squatted underneath the seat of Thompson County, our neighborly border. Fortunately, we hadn't yet been quite as devastated by our annual droughts as those in Oklahoma and Texas. Rumors would occasionally drift in with a tumbleweed traveler about how bad the deep South had dried up into nothing but an old dusty lake bed, but these flashes of news were too few and too far between to be counted on as up to date or even true.
Once, I heard one of my distant cousins, a boy by the name of Harold, was said to have been caug
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