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Jun 2020
I’m walking through a dark forest

trees caging me in
with their branches

it is the forest of my heart

beaten and bruised
until there is nothing left

but a small red *****
that anyone can hold in their hand

and destroy further

branches like bars
and trunks like locks

the forest is unforgiving

but I must walk through it
every night

in order to reach daylight
Emma Elisabeth Wood
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Emma Elisabeth Wood  F/UK
(F/UK)   
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   Cloudydaze
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