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"Unstoppable / As the loss of youth / And constant / As the turning of the earth"
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"Unstoppable / As the loss of youth / And constant / As the turning of the earth"
"I wasn’t allowed to leave the house for three weeks, so here I am writing poetry."
Leafy bark shredded from punk tree...
"No slumber comes to me at night/ Lest I wrest myself from my rot's delight."
"These people love/ to talk about my roots"
"Always to the dusk / an ever faster fade away".
Describe me, She says, In three words.
Upon the Cleaving of a Moreton Bay Fig Tree at UWA She, I think I can call her that, had seen the Great Depression pass, and like a cyclone witnessed…