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  • i would sing,
    if not for the weight in my lungs
    but it's beautiful how moving the static becomes.

    [is the secret to my freedom locked in an
    unstable
    foundation?]

    i see trunks thicken to the hard thump of the drum
    and as the last one
    two three four counts
    resound on the wind
    her chords bounce
    off the leaves

    setting
    free.
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