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Apr 2022
The scars on his body
They looked like verses
She was tempted
To draw branches
With her lips

Who could blame her
For everyone yearns
For a willow on their body
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Head bent
Eyes shut
Hands on the earth
Cloudless night
We create
A single story
Castiel
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