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Dec 2010
Tree trunks rising
show horizons
(Not where sky meets ground)
That cannot be found

places where silence
breeds sound
that cannot be peace
where shall we lead?

let me know
if somethings going down
i'll catch up
when i'm done

don't lead me home
lead me where my foxes live
they're so bright they'll know
the follow tree trunks
they've never sunk
o! hunters
run!
Written by
alex waddell  Oxford, MS
(Oxford, MS)   
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