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You didn't have to salt my fields after the war The devastation had been wrought cowardly crops Turn away from the bright sunlight dying slowly
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Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 10:53 PM UTC
After our war
You didn't have to salt my fields after the war The devastation had been wrought cowardly crops Turn away from the bright sunlight dying slowly
reflecting on those bitter wars of self
#war#love#friends#devastaion#wither#cowardly#dying
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sarah-strack
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Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 10:53 PM UTC
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