We've carved our names on the bark of our treedom that grows wildly out of shape like uniformed freedom, both a barbed wire state of bliss and a maximum security love prison. The trees tell no secrets
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The Trees, Silent Witnesses
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We've carved our names on the bark of our treedom that grows wildly out of shape like uniformed freedom, both a barbed wire state of bliss and a maximum security love prison. The trees tell no secrets