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No Jul 2014
You're a constellation, a juniper standing tall, the smell of rain, the river flowing, the stars shining and the wind blowing.
I am so ******* whipped and I bet you know it
Renae May 2014
Twisted branches reach skyward  
locked together in formation
Something like a work of art
Impossible to look away
from detailed placement
So intricately woven and weaving
A lonely twisted thirsty looking tree
reaching for rain

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