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Handmade25 march 2012
Below the Trees
Below the trees the forest weeps
on dank cold moldy ground.
But wormy roots still drink the soot
And rejoice how life is found.
25 march 2012
Below the trees the forest weeps
on dank cold moldy ground.
But wormy roots still drink the soot
And rejoice how life is found.