Abandoned shell,
Earth dreams left burrowed deep behind.
Coupling song midst brood-world trees,
Mortal sirens the far beckoning stars…
Here in the Smoky Mountains cicada Brood X is prepped to shatter our evening quiet once again.

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Abandoned shell,
Earth dreams left burrowed deep behind.
Coupling song midst brood-world trees,
Mortal sirens the far beckoning stars…
Here in the Smoky Mountains cicada Brood X is prepped to shatter our evening quiet once again.
