Weeping Willow
Weeping Willow you stand so tall,
But your limbs, over they fall.
Weeping Willow, why so sad,
Nothing is ever truly that bad.
Weeping Willow, you're a pitiful sight,
But on the inside is a beautiful light.
Weeping Willow, you stand so tall.
But you are beautiful!
Why do your limbs fall?
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