The Wordsmiths Book 2021

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Just like the red wood All winds affect me like they should Red fills my skin which Effectively holding it’s stitch Damaged by the blows

Crows pick and chew at the openings Rigorously pulling with large flings Owls wisely watch over Whilst the crows find more exposure Letting the sap drip drip down Enraged by the pain the bark turns to a frown Yearning for the day the crows move on

Jared Crowley

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