a letter detailing the death of mango tree
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perhaps they long to be me a shade darker
crouched shadow reflects by the night stream
our bodies: cities, civilisations born and undone
autumn winds crawl up the spine
slow burn the voice cracks from goodbyes
fading from existence autumn harbour
the effort required to piece life and old age
candle lit in our private temple at peace
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