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Timbers of Oakwood
Crawling with vines of poison
Ivory white fillings
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Sunlight pours inward
Towards the Ends of the Planet
Just to brighten life
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Bushes of Fire
Run along the trail of dirt
And meet at the cross
About the Creator
Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️
Come sit with me awhile. Writing is my favorite kind of magic—conjuring dark worlds, forbidden souls, and stories that haunt long after the last page. Lately, I’ve wandered deeper into psychology, the mind, and the shadows within us all...
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