Apotheosis Naturale: A Fragment by Matthew T.-S

Purple mountains rise

Pale peach kiss the peaks

A steady stream flows

Babbling playfully it seeks

Crisp smells fill the air

With a kiss of the sun

Gentle creatures frolic

No will left undone

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