brittany-houseWhisper

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HelpI wish my words were real. / Make my sounds into statues; make them into buildings. / Make my mumbles into laws; make them into countries.

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Jul 3, 2011

Quickly Now.Quickly, close your eyes / because the view is terrible / and I don't want to risk your knowledge.

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Jul 3, 2011

TreesWe are trees, / growing close together, / branches touching,

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Jul 3, 2011

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