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    Words Among Trees
  • Aug 20, 2019
  • 1 min read

I remember the cold angel frozen watchful over supposed sleeping dead yet I enquire where's the ashes tombs sadly invaded s p a c e s what now of those left muted in grief as thieves smirk death cursed layers of pain within





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