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awokened everyday
awokened everyday
still there, deadened
by the whispers of the
air
atop the treehouse
your latibule
not a gardener
to plant your seeds
singlehandedly
and still go running
free
awokened everyday
still there, deadened
by the whispers of the
air
atop the treehouse
your latibule
not a gardener
to plant your seeds
singlehandedly
and still go running
free
