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It blended eight bent branches Curled a curved roof o'er-head. With dead feelings; hurt, burnt, Dead.
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Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 4:29 PM UTC
Walking into the plots
It blended eight bent branches Curled a curved roof o'er-head. With dead feelings; hurt, burnt, Dead.
#cemetary#death#life#plants#shelter#remorse
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Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 4:29 PM UTC
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