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Natural Habitat

It’s imagination captured, as we search for fairies in gullies and float through summers past. It’s the whispers that dance in the summer breeze. It’s the familiar smell of eucalyptus leaves. This is our home. If it’s not us who care for it, then who?
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Concrete Poetry

The poetry that comes from slumber.
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Muse

Inspired by influential artists.

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