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onsdag 4 juli 2018

in the wilderness


I plant myself in soil
that lets me grow
I use my tongue to rebel
and my fingers to dig dirt
I leave to survive
and when I come
I shake my legs
like a fish on land
I riot because I love myself
and you never understood that
we separate cowardly
I cut you off at the roots
now I need no roof
my heart grows
in the wilderness




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