I darn near forgot to write today. Saved by the prompt. If you know the seed I used to write this, then I'll buy you a beer (or the beverage of your choice) ;)
I wasn't anywhere close to the marsh
when the despot left, bearing my falsehoods
I threw them a platter of raw lawn clippings
And I took from them the spattered workboots
Hello old countryless men
Hello nameless ground
Hello warm air, I am returning
Hello, hello hello
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