White Landscape

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The white

Hills and

Valleys,

All the

Grooves and

Notches,

Are spread

Clear

Before

Your eye.

The same white all

Around you.

 

Then a

Brown river

Falls from the

Sky.

And becomes

White,

Tan,

Black,

Brown,

Crème,

And most of all

Diverse.    

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