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Fish bodies filter Water of life Nightmares come open faced Polluted seas have no blame Disease has no blame However unasked for Remains cold and real; Answer is trees Their wild statures lay strong in Death bed of atmosphere Broken-limbed and worn Waiting for things with wings In open womb to be born Setting wet souls free (But what does that mean)
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Jul 11, 2019
Jul 11, 2019 at 8:29 PM UTC
A tear in fin and wing
Fish bodies filter Water of life Nightmares come open faced Polluted seas have no blame Disease has no blame However unasked for Remains cold and real; Answer is trees Their wild statures lay strong in Death bed of atmosphere Broken-limbed and worn Waiting for things with wings In open womb to be born Setting wet souls free (But what does that mean)
#bird#fish#sea#sky#trees#nature#broken#evolution
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jayebird
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Jul 11, 2019
Jul 11, 2019 at 8:29 PM UTC
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