For all his life, Frank had been at war with the willows. They sprouted in and around the stream, clogged the irrigation ditches, and choked off the water flow.
His land, a narrow plain between
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Record of the expansive mind
Now an era of submerged thought
Where sanity simply unbinds
Isolated from the community
Disconnected from the world
Chasing a sense of purpose
Through civil flaws unfurled
Stirring in the present
With no scope of a future certain
Facing hidden mirrors
Meant to mask ancestral burden
Wading through the darkness
Extending towards the light
Propelled by a deepened hope
That the day will break the night