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Our names carved, With a rusty penknife, Into the bark of a random tree; Just words on paper, really, From me to you; and you to me.
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May 2, 2019
May 2, 2019 at 3:27 AM UTC
Words on Paper
Our names carved, With a rusty penknife, Into the bark of a random tree; Just words on paper, really, From me to you; and you to me.
‘I have an entire forest living inside me and you have carved your initials into every tree.’ - Pavana
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annh
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annh
F/Christchurch, New Zealand
May 2, 2019
May 2, 2019 at 3:27 AM UTC
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