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The Crooked Forest

With curvy spines grow all the trees,     As though they passed round scoliosis Like people pass a cold and sneeze,     Or swine-flu, or tuberculosis.   O.O
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Written by
sam-hain
Published
Oct 25, 2015
Lines·Words
6·25
Tags
#illness#nature#trees#health#sickness#disease#wellness#colds
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