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i'm afraid that i've forgotten what it means to be alone i keep imagining a tattoo on the length of my back a girl, ethereal, asleep on the forest floor, her long hair flowing out amongst the ferns, over the moss, spilling into the nearby pool, and then it begins, the twisting and gnarling of locks turned to roots, from her cerebral crown grows a giant of the forest, which shelters her and creates a branch shadowed world as she slumbers and drifts off to dream of her own deep, dark fairytales
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Apr 2, 2013
Apr 2, 2013 at 8:02 PM UTC
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i'm afraid that i've forgotten what it means to be alone i keep imagining a tattoo on the length of my back a girl, ethereal, asleep on the forest floor, her long hair flowing out amongst the ferns, over the moss, spilling into the nearby pool, and then it begins, the twisting and gnarling of locks turned to roots, from her cerebral crown grows a giant of the forest, which shelters her and creates a branch shadowed world as she slumbers and drifts off to dream of her own deep, dark fairytales
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Apr 2, 2013
Apr 2, 2013 at 8:02 PM UTC
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