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A knotted oak stretches, deafeningly alone.
Branches warped and whirled, arms furled in false defiance. Memories are fingerprints, tangible and so impermanent.

No respite flirting at the precipice. Brushwood knotted with cat-gut, jerking to the rhythm of misery and forever tapping on.

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