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Donald P. Goodman III
Version 1.0 (03 Apr 1203)
In spring the red's a sign of life upon the tree,
the buds emerging from the wood and dripping down,
like blood that flows in rivulets to set us free,
and beading on the thorns of woven, woody crown.
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