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Jan 2018
What is my plan when the roots uproot

or when my eyes flicker for shoot


Feign for a barrel, look for the stars

and find the hair trigger, quickest constellation


Wickedest correlation from tree and rope

put your mind to the sky and you'll find a knot

a knot to the cards but only 52 lives

a tree with some Mars but only ****** stew leaves
angst doer
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