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Packs From Parsley 

And then we took-up and packed the parsley
And removed it from the boxes in which it was;
And we saw the parsley—we saw how it lay there,
We saw how the greenery made it conditioned,
And we split the shrubness wherewith our minds.
  • A poem by Michael David Golzmane.

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