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  "text": "So in love with this poem by @donikakelly.bsky.social:",
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        "alt": "Bedtime Story for the Bruised-Hearted\n\nThe trees were all women once, \nfleeing a god whetted with lust\n\nuntil their fathers changed them, bound\ntheir bodies in bark, and still the god took:\n\na branch to crown his own head, \nthe reeds to hold his breath.\n\nHow like them, our fathers,\nthose small goods who unearthed\n\ntheir children with rage,\nwho scored the bark\n\nand bent the branch\nto bind their bodies with our own.\n\nTonight, my love, we are free\nof men, of gods, and I am a river\n\nagainst you, drawn to current and eddy,\nready to make, to be unmade.",
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  "createdAt": "2025-05-12T13:53:33.051Z"
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