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The words I seek lie beneath Row on row of ground down teeth Separating flesh from bone Burdens carried long from home Letters strung on golden thread Woven from heart, leading to head When will all the words unsaid Return from rapture; nothing left to dread
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Jan 18, 2018
Jan 18, 2018 at 1:33 AM UTC
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The words I seek lie beneath Row on row of ground down teeth Separating flesh from bone Burdens carried long from home Letters strung on golden thread Woven from heart, leading to head When will all the words unsaid Return from rapture; nothing left to dread
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Jan 18, 2018
Jan 18, 2018 at 1:33 AM UTC
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