baceviciute
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A baltic forest spirit living in the ancient city of Istanbul

Joined: August 2022 Last seen: 1 year ago

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Me and the tree I'm walking and limping with shards in my feet There is a willow tree at the end of the street Who'll soothe me and kiss me when water turns ice When nude and brown branches won't let go of my hand But one day The tree fell And with... – *by Laura K*	3 Views added 1 year ago	Rating

I'm walking and limping
with shards in my feet
There is a willow tree
at the end of the street

Who'll soothe me
and kiss me
when water turns ice
When nude and brown branches
won't let go of my hand

But one day
The tree fell
And with...

– by Laura K

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