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Where Will I Hide?

They cut down the big blue spruce
I was gonna hide in during
the apocalypse, I am beyond pissed.

No justice for the trees.
No place for me.
No fucking privacy.

Leaf, leaves, leave.

Branches and a stump
in a clump, on the ground.



Depressing.
Written by nikkimoe
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