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we heard green grow between the ears
Young
beneath the stalks
your dad’s garden
we hid
schemed
gathered in corny forts
free
silent
We heard green grow
between the ears
sunny
yellow
inside our heads
shaded
from a sinister sun
The toiling man
with his hoe
told us to go
shooed us
like rabbits
into other yards we spied
as we played
sought
the tiniest nooks
crannies
that held our beating hearts
bedamped heads
where we fled
from imaginary foes
tussled like heroes
into the dusk
an abyss of time
seldom glimpsed
before light fled
through onlooking trees
down to the ground
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