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Submitted:May 26, 2011    Reads: 28    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


All was all you gave

With nothing more to ask

And tired frustrations

Confused your way

As one foot always remained

Walk tall walk on

Shortened reasons

Why you did

Everything was possible

That you possibly could

And with the passing day

You now give more to the tree

Than you do of me

And all of that

Is fine by me





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