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Why-- Are-trees-growing-smaller-- The hippocampus un-decipher-able With black-vortex-branches Wielding buried- White-holes sparring mass. We the curiouser, Feel with butterfly bones Singing silently in silicon- Chantries- Isolated to our heads Together theres a warmth of Cheeks-- Others bleed cold. Ever-changing vocabularies Are blurring pain- And love into- One.
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Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 6:46 PM UTC
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Why-- Are-trees-growing-smaller-- The hippocampus un-decipher-able With black-vortex-branches Wielding buried- White-holes sparring mass. We the curiouser, Feel with butterfly bones Singing silently in silicon- Chantries- Isolated to our heads Together theres a warmth of Cheeks-- Others bleed cold. Ever-changing vocabularies Are blurring pain- And love into- One.
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Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 6:46 PM UTC
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