what if every word is
a well
a hand
a thunder felt behind the eyes
an apple grove
a king that caught cold
a mother and child thirsting
a pit gulping
a bush that that burns
and a generation
crying out to be heard?
what if every word is
a well
a hand
a thunder felt behind the eyes
an apple grove
a king that caught cold
a mother and child thirsting
a pit gulping
a bush that that burns
and a generation
crying out to be heard?
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