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Feb 2017
a small bird,
atop the masses of
skeletal branches,
carved its kiss
on the tree's
calloused skin
and left
to shiver
within the broken
shades
of night.
if not today, then tomorrow.
we all lose someone .
Ciel De Verre
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Ciel De Verre  18/Cisgender Female/England
(18/Cisgender Female/England)   
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