[The World’s Roots] 010.

There was something about that day:
the heat, the company, the laughter.
And from a pail of blackberries
I picked one, the sweet juice
staining my fingers dark purple –
to this day the taste of a blackberry
is almost timeless.

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[The World’s Roots] 010.

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