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by Mortal Utopia Jul 25, 2019 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
I grew tall, strong, roots deep, branches long. Through wind’s weeping and your footsteps creeping, I could hear the distance between our worlds. And it never closes – for I can never walk.
by Rob
This was pretty deep! Great!
by Hannah Lizette
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