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As your eyes scan each branch, From seeds sewn past; Cryptic ambition, Noticed with just a glance... Forest green plaguing each limb, Beyond the glance, You peer; Bottomless, Are the roots clinging; Destined to disappear...
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Jun 26, 2020
Jun 26, 2020 at 10:00 PM UTC
BEYOND THE GLANCE
As your eyes scan each branch, From seeds sewn past; Cryptic ambition, Noticed with just a glance... Forest green plaguing each limb, Beyond the glance, You peer; Bottomless, Are the roots clinging; Destined to disappear...
#future#life#death
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54/M/Southwest
Jun 26, 2020
Jun 26, 2020 at 10:00 PM UTC
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