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May 2020
Songs without birds witness eternity
In the smoldering crown of leaves
Their melodies seep through the open window
Sap from the weeping oak
I see myself dwarfed by the forest
Oblivious to the inferno swallowing the trees
I can’t call out
So I listen
Hammond Colson
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Hammond Colson  20/M
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