I stand tall
with strong roots
beneath your ashes
My brothers told me
your field would come to lay fallow
Alone now,
to wait as my seed
drifts among the places your children laughed in
melbourne
Waiting
I stand tall with strong roots beneath your ashes My brothers told me your field would come to lay fallow Alone now, to wait as my seed drifts among the places your children laughed in
1–2 minutes
Ground to Ground 
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