Galloping
written by: Mickey Kulp
@mickey_kulp
the galloping in my
mind was like that
time, after that
spotted mushroom,
when that big oak
tree kissed me
tenderly on the
forehead, saying:
“you can never go
back home, little
sapling.”
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