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Lifes work (Free verse) by richa The dumb squirrel has again
tilted the earth,
a clod-footed geranium's
ear bends to bedrock,
a boneless body
once more to be buried
up to its neck
in soil. The squirrel
looks on like a boxer,
his tiny claws
up, hiding his chin.
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