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it was ill thought, my idea spoken that sat in the trees that branched out unlit. i tried to keep it quiet, when the finger on your lip screamed out to me to shush but the lit bodies in your multi toned hair never warned the raven black ravens, not to tell. the ones that took flight against a wallpapered sky into a fully rounded moon. they squawked it to the clouds who warned the wind, that blew it to the mountains and they echoed it across the land. that's when the silence broke. but your other hand took the words away and still motionless they wonder what it was they knew.
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