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I planted a tree in my hair

I planted a tree in my hair And the little people moved in Living in their milk carton house And tangled spirals for a view. They’d braid my hair on the sly And have barbecue Barbecue for lunch, barbecue for … Continue reading

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The Evening

There is a promise in the air just at sunset, in the piles and piles of coils of smoke, from the days burning- so thick, you can almost feel little black particles in the air you breathe in- there is … Continue reading

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