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9h
Clumps of meat hang

from cheekbones--

kissed twice.

While a fledgling tree

bellows on a lonely

sidewalk, freshly planted

a season ago.

He will always love Her.

He will, always...
*Forgive me my love, the forest bends. I-I Love You.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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