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I kept an ear to the ground. Pressed my cheek to the cool earth Listening to the roots as they whispered secrets Described to them from What the sky saw But I cannot understand Nature’s words have no meaning To silly little girls who Just want to know everything But never really care to understand (I would but that would take effort.)
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May 28, 2012
May 28, 2012 at 6:52 PM UTC
hearsay (v.3)
I kept an ear to the ground. Pressed my cheek to the cool earth Listening to the roots as they whispered secrets Described to them from What the sky saw But I cannot understand Nature’s words have no meaning To silly little girls who Just want to know everything But never really care to understand (I would but that would take effort.)
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May 28, 2012
May 28, 2012 at 6:52 PM UTC
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