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dig deep

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my fingers bleed red
deeper and deeper I dig
for precious gold; yet
none appears. soon darkness veils
my eyes, stealing every word

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When not working, I'm probably writing, gardening, travelling, taking photos, reading, or going to concerts. I write poetry and fiction. I write about the world. And I leave some of my words here.

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