Nanny
Word is wood
Love is ash
Flesh is out
Love is her swollen belly
That drips over
The deep river
I'm a dry branch
That carries away
Her smile
Hang
In
Corn
Er
Throw
Ing
Tendril
Out
Watch
Catches
Light
From
Corn
Er
Watch
Ing
Her
Hang
Ing
Washing
Out
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