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Jul 2015
The girl with the wooden heart
Ka-thunk, ka-thunk
Living, growing, breathing, beautiful,
Wood.

And then it petrified, fossilized,
Became stone.

Because some pain just stops you
Dead.
And you can't move past it.

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   alison
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