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Feb 5
only the trees know

                                         where our shoes have slid

and only the wind whispers

                                                       where we’re to go

only the ground beneath

                                                      kn­ows the silence i

finally felt like i

                                  understood
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Foogle  14
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   erin, fizbett and Luz
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