Walnut


my love is a walnut small and hard fitting along the seams of my little walnut heart there is no room for anyone here this is a single occupancy ride this is the opposite of loneliness and this is the opposite of fear this walnut is nourished by my blood this walnut will grow into a tree of love for me yes just for me.

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