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"Tree Anenome"

Tie those pleading hands
around the trunk that was my leg
Out of this tainted forest
of once I did belong.
Rooted me down to my eyes
Seeing only just whats out of reach
Necks can only twist a bit
The rings lined up for forty years
a million nights too long
one last breath was never enough



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