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Jul 2020
and so
                                     beautiful
                         was the
                                     tree
                         of which
                                    hidden
                         love could
                                    reign,

if I
       could ever
name the
        feeling
of being
         nailed
to a
         wooden
board and
        thrown
into the
        sea.
Written by
Patrick Harrison  18/M/Chicago
(18/M/Chicago)   
105
     Ayesha and Khoisan
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