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A tree; breaths the air we can't; hears the sounds we don't; lives the way we never will
Submitted:Jul 5, 2012 Reads: 11 Comments: 1 Likes: 0
A brown, bristly casing
An elegant, intense scale
A piece of art that holds the key to all your wonders
A day dreamer; it gleams bright in the sun
A wish maker; your memories it holds
A believer; the view it captures each and everyday
It's not an angel; not an animal; but a way of life
For it is the tree<3
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