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his hands are gripped tightly around the mallet ripped koozie foam under his white fingernails crack-hiss crack-hiss he is pounding flat the knots in the tree until his tender grain sighs bitter bubbles crack-hiss crack-hiss *grow straight, **** it. stand tall.*
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Jan 28, 2013
Jan 28, 2013 at 8:01 PM UTC
close the blinds
his hands are gripped tightly around the mallet ripped koozie foam under his white fingernails crack-hiss crack-hiss he is pounding flat the knots in the tree until his tender grain sighs bitter bubbles crack-hiss crack-hiss *grow straight, **** it. stand tall.*
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Jan 28, 2013
Jan 28, 2013 at 8:01 PM UTC
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