this air we breathe
it carries me
beyond the clutter
of unspoken dreams
to this forest overgrowing in me
lending thread from thatch and moss
sewing wings
from leaves of most archaic of trees
-just breathe-
this air we breathe
it carries me
beyond the clutter
of unspoken dreams
to this forest overgrowing in me
lending thread from thatch and moss
sewing wings
from leaves of most archaic of trees
-just breathe-
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