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Nov 2018
The roots grow deep into the earth
The tree stands strong
Vines hang in the trees one hundred ft long
Whilst birds sit on branches singing there song
I pine to be back in the pine trees
Where my mind leaves under the devine leaves
Enchanting flames flicker in the night sky
As I sit back and ask why???
Turtle Shellington
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Turtle Shellington  28/M/Manchester
(28/M/Manchester)   
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   Daniel eason
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