The constituents of clay
Remiss their gropes
In the arm of a logger.

Sometimes concaved or
Convexed.

Sliding somewhere
In the drowning soil,
On damned magnanimous
Counterbalance.

Why they take from the stones
And propel is unclear,
But like a snow flake
It is unique
And tells a tail of descent.

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