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do even reams of woods ? black as steeply whispering trees (in dreams they do) they speak creeping boughs over laughter 'neath them the dirt between their toes The Very earth Is their laughing The Birthed vegetation Swayed slightly by the hand of wind and night so hewed by pins from out her they sparkle savagely i walk , the earth upholds, i am contained by nothing ; .
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Sep 25, 2011
Sep 25, 2011 at 3:25 AM UTC
do even reams of woods
do even reams of woods ? black as steeply whispering trees (in dreams they do) they speak creeping boughs over laughter 'neath them the dirt between their toes The Very earth Is their laughing The Birthed vegetation Swayed slightly by the hand of wind and night so hewed by pins from out her they sparkle savagely i walk , the earth upholds, i am contained by nothing ; .
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Sep 25, 2011
Sep 25, 2011 at 3:25 AM UTC
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