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We are One, Look Closer, One is We
There is more to a tree
Than the dark grains of wood.
There is a dark age of rings
Hiding foliage in the womb.
And sand, little lustering opiates
Of the desert groan and howl
Building false monuments
Like angels without an altar.
1 comment:
yo
buddhist doo-doo buddhist buddhist doo-doo doo-doo buddhist
i am jack the ripper
i am jack be quicker
i am fancy schmancy
i am nancy's dinner
i am antsy sinner
i am madly thinner
i am sadly taddly
i will rat you out
you will get found out
you will take a fall
buddhist doo-doo buddhist
sars
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