Anamorphic lens
Irony relates to this
Lakeside walkabouts
As the dew settles
Leaves bid their adieu
Fungi growing where they fall
Tidings to all who know
Nature with chants, whispers
By Lisa Tomey All Rights Reserved
Anamorphic lens
Irony relates to this
Lakeside walkabouts
As the dew settles
Leaves bid their adieu
Fungi growing where they fall
Tidings to all who know
Nature with chants, whispers
By Lisa Tomey All Rights Reserved
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