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Tint
Poems
May 2020
Willow tree
It is crawling
into my conscious
feeling; skin curls
slowly,
flooded my brain
of useless anxiety
from pure-
nothingness
The willow tree
screamed: toxicity!
and I sat under it
cooling my head
into 'calm' pieces,
this funny situations
of pure,
mad idiocy
Hot summer, brain all slushy
#thoughts
#poetry
#willowtree
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