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I Long For Truth

and feel the heart strung accursed song carved into the trunk of the tree


she and her and the wind moves through the trees burning the forest


down, deep into the sand, buried up to past the mask of death


not only have i lost myself i have lost everything that once was


back to before the slate was removed from the mountain


has anyone read Ariel by Sylvia Plath, I read some of it


Once, and well, I'm going to start again.

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