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I stripped the branches, Debarked the limbs Like peeling sunburnt skin On the chest high grassy plains. There's a nest in the crotch of our tree With umbilical vines detached and green; I check to see if my bellybutton Is missing, just like Eve's. I see that mine's an Outie, Still connected to the trees.
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Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 10:39 AM UTC
Family Tree
I stripped the branches, Debarked the limbs Like peeling sunburnt skin On the chest high grassy plains. There's a nest in the crotch of our tree With umbilical vines detached and green; I check to see if my bellybutton Is missing, just like Eve's. I see that mine's an Outie, Still connected to the trees.
francie-lynch
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Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 10:39 AM UTC
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