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Deep mossy damp earth  

Profusion of green inhaled not seen

Distinctive odor triggering a cascade of truth

It slips from my grasp when I turn to I look for it

It is always “over there”

A whiff reminiscent of it from another creates dichotomy

A struggle away from and towards the center

I am overcome with longing in the presence

Of the forest floor   

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