(for ken saro-wiwa) i am the vine truncating the fruits sapping the life sap of the buoyant IROKO tree i am the vine twirling leaves of danger and destruction swirling thorns of suffocation and destruction am the vine who live for myself and destroys all nearby greenery for sustenance.
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