log cabins can dieA Poem by ɴᴏɪʀ ネスfallen before these branches and their muffled grunts of disapproval sleet to remind the shivering green of the overwhelming blank breathe the rise through pacing fierce behind its imaginary eyes uncharacteristically flaring but its evident there are no neighbors so they stand and fight alone even after they’ve © 2026 ɴᴏɪʀ ネス |
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