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Sep 2017
Petrified would
Smoothed down by sand and time
Almost hollow like birds bone
I want to club you over the head
I will float with it, clutch it
I will be soggy, long before the water soaks all the way to the core of the tree’s bone.
i wrote this in class cuz i hate my poetry class
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genderfluidlighterfluid  21/Dunedin
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