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why is it that i am
            left  f o r s a k e n-
fear has buried me
  in an abandoned forest
of barren trees

            each leaf that
has fallen upon the 
  infertile ground, 
shows how  l o n e l y
            i truly am

a vestige of hope in visceral veins



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12.11.19
-luloo
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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