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I sprained my ankle while buying kale.

I love kale and my body enjoys the natural plant-based goodness.

Remember when you planted a seed inside me.

I named him after you.

Our baby is a duplicate, your twin, a number two!

I found something.
It died.
I lost something.
I cried.

I heard something.
It shook me.
I cried.
It died once more.

Crow swooped in and sat on my right shoulder.

I ignored something.
It cried.
I burnt something.
It really died.

A poem written by Ted Hughes

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Poem read by Dame Unique

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ASMR – Poem read by Dame Unique