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Olive Branch

Open a door but go slow, listen I’ve been through enough; Inviting yourself when you screwed up; Victim of your inability to see everything you did from the beginning; Branches must be extended gently; Revolving doors go nowhere fast always on the tail of words nothing substantial standing behind them; Culled by a flimsy olive branch; Here we go again.

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