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upon trees and growing old
I loved your leaves, but come
the winter, when you
were stark and naked
and bare, I loved you still more
Published 6th Jan 2025
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6th Jan 2025 1:36am
There’s something genuinely, deeply profound about this, and loving in an earthy way.
6th Jan 2025 4:36am
6th Jan 2025 1:32pm
