SEARCHING THROUGH THE EARTH

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Submitted Date 05/22/2019
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I feel the clay

moist

and squishy

in my hands.

 

I dig

in the center

of the earth

laid out before me,

searching through

the squelching clay.

 

Searching,

searching,

for what I cannot say.

 

But I will continue

until I am satisfied,

for searching

is not complete

until the object

has been found.

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