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cuts slips past an edge of tender yews, a fragile path souls find in foot weathered rock and grinding wood every step deeper cuts the soil by softened feet curled earth beaded in you me
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Feb 12, 2013
Feb 12, 2013 at 5:44 PM UTC
nate
Tender yews in hand
cuts slips past an edge of tender yews, a fragile path souls find in foot weathered rock and grinding wood every step deeper cuts the soil by softened feet curled earth beaded in you me
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