set of eyes following a convoy
barely hiding from tree to tree
g-string; clothe cover herself
colorful as brown bag with lace
long hair hanging on her chest
a dog following her footsteps
dust curling upwards to dry air
when it settles she disappeared
taking my mind and answer 'where'
i could see more of her next day
maybe by river beyond those hills
where beautiful creatures with gills
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