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10 years ago  ::  Dec 06, 2007 - 3:34AM #1
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The dark, cool forest beckons me.
There is sweat on the keyboard.
Oh, the mushroom wonderland.
An army of mushrooms marches over a tree stump.

I watch my memories in the slide show
But it's not the same.
Hiraeth calls me back to the forest
But I cannot go.

Even the bush is off limits.
I don't have a car.
It's too far to the Dandenongs
If you have to take the train.

I know what to expect
The heady scent of eucalypt
When I long for the earthy smell
Of mushrooms the size of butter plates.

I feel like weeping over the slide show.
Oh, for the dark, cool forest!
Oh, for aurumn leaves floating like snowflakes!
Autumn leaves against the sky like stained-glass windows.

Hiraeth catches me up.
I have to remind myself that my life is here and now.
Hiraeth binds me to a dark forest
Half a world away
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