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Hollowed

A hollow tree I hung,
Rocking pleasantly, softly
To the smooth throngs of insanity,
And there it coaxed
Below me, weighing-
Swaying, softly dozing
Off to sleep,
My mind rocking-
And there I hung, hollow
Written by cunnias
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