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Jan 2021
how much i've grown.

and you thought you could **** me?

i fed these branches, leaves, and flowers.

so come, bring your axe, too.

you may be strong enough to cut me down,

but the nursery tree raises the most beautiful things.
Birdie
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Birdie  18/F/Washington
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