The strangling fig puts a tree in the brig, bars made of wood
Growing like lace its limbs do encase the prisoner for good
Knitted walls bar its falls, a tree imprisoned where it stood
A life sentence rendered, a life surrendered, innocent and misunderstood
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Online) - Published: October 5th, 2026 03:28
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A most beautiful description my friend
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