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i_stand_like_a_tree
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jane
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waiting for you i'm sick of waiting and i think you are too tell me something else about me about you i really don't want to be just a stanger passing through
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021111
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the spork
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...and as wary as any tree can be ... in the middle of a dog-park (sorry, i'm just lamenting the prospect of at least another 2 years of republican hegemony)
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021111
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stork daddy
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with roots prepared for takeoff.
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021111
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werewolf
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her body was a wishing tree. the higher i climbed, the smaller my wishes seemed, untill i was held above so much and they might as well've been granted.
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021111
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margaux
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trees make me sad
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021113
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misstree
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silently accepting the sun's gentle dappling, the silent drizzle that moves in to eclipse it, the gales that chase leaves from branches, stripping away the weakest, the downpour that slakes thirst and rinses clean the day's dust, the silent, still night, the breath of dawn's breeze that make my leaves whisper secrets.
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021114
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jane
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i'm sick of bearing the weight of a wind that belongs in chicago what am i doing here my neighbors stand silent bearing the fruit of a thousand trees a thousand miles away
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021128
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monadh
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i_am_a_boat_at_sea wondering if_columbus_was_wrong missing words he did not write he_will_never spy with delight from shores i cannot rest upon shores so green tender our bowers break storms his face is turned he is far from looking his eyes are met by another's greeting the fog is set closing in there are no rising forms on the fading horizon i am motionless, save for this weeping this wind dance of mist this flight of seagulls ribbon i can't undo a lost key unlocked open
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030913
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x
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you'll be my passer by i'll be your one to pass through ( as_low_as_you_go )
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030913
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emmi
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thou art like a tall white tree, covered in snow, standing alone
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060803
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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