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LivesI kick the heads off weeds / Killing them with so much strength and power / And you, too, wield words on paper

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HolesWe filled the forest lungs with smoke / With low-glow fireside faces / And notebooks and papers in hidden places

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Broken PlantsRain stifled and broken / More like tears / Patches grow calmly on trees

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GrayTrees stretch upward / Upwards towards gray / Rip down canvas sky

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SpidersI wish you slept here. / There are cobwebs above your head. / Just one, the shadows make more of them.

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