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Find me in the Willows

uncover me from the haze

and you will find my heart in the willows

a fragile thing that beats inside dead skin

this is where things don’t break, they bend

the willows no longer

weep oceans too wide to paint

the colors ring clearer than truth

and there is learning in their leaves

find my head tucked in the nooks of their chests

with backs turned to fear, we have grown together

but she has even more scars than i do

and she’s a home i’m finally ready to leave

my hands stretch far to gnarled roots

of who i used to be

this is where things start and end

this is where i will begin again

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