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Overwhelming...
Childhood returns to me
moments in memory, relapsing... I gave in...
This the savannah edge
here we used to rest
by a beck...
where you beckon
A mammoth
Hairy with vegetation
ATAMARA!
Nigh extinction.
Thy boulders
peculiar... Familiar
like the back of my hand
I knew thee...
Thy hard faces
Were fleece to me
Soft,Caressing..
Now are scowling
Calloused,warty
Jagged, cut me
Transformed you've become
My hill, my sanctum.
True, I left thee
To see the world
And am return...
Take me
Embrace me
Show me the entry
Into thee...