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The dark green leaves swaying above us, as the wind softly blows. The water ripples, making soft lapping sounds at the shore.  The geese puff up their feathers, squawking and flapping wildly.
At first everything was bright and sunny, No one knew, but you started to grow a tummy, The three of us were there for eachother, That was until you became a mother, We were still there but you pushed us away,
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