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Tree


I watch them move 

They move left and right , back and forth as the wind glides across it wings

Its strong, it can stay put as long as no one or nothing tears it down

Every fall its hair turn from lush to bittersweet then they shed

How can a herb so beautiful name be so simple

Tree

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