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Oct 2014
II
god save the trees---
i spend my nights carving my
name into their skin,
pouring their blood into the briar
dead poetry, graves do not
exonerate me
#kimothy
athene
Written by
athene  where he can't find me
(where he can't find me)   
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   r, --- and Harley Hucof
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