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frost bitten pedals
left outside,
for the cold to find you
. Your soil is now iced Lome and the warmth of a hearth is a dream of a forgotten home.
Your roots are what will fight now
, let go of the loveliness of pedals and embrace the isolation of mother...
for the cold to find you
. Your soil is now iced Lome and the warmth of a hearth is a dream of a forgotten home.
Your roots are what will fight now
, let go of the loveliness of pedals and embrace the isolation of mother...
