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Dec 2023
Oh sadness, your crowns are overarching, will a beam of light ever penetrate those dark leaves, from where does this pain stem, rooted my heart deep, my branches are heavy, my head is down and my stalks weak, my efforts seem to bear no fruit, will I ever reach the canopy.
Kawa
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Kawa  34/M/Sweden
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