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Andrew Philip
Poems
Mar 2021
The Vine She Was
Certainly
When she used
To look at me,
All of the factories
Would shut down.
But now,
I see a forest
Filled with vines
That suffocate trees.
They climb and ****
To survive
And I still donβt know why.
Written by
Andrew Philip
27/M/Denver, CO
(27/M/Denver, CO)
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