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Jul 2011
I knew a hardy tree in a pleasant town
it stood crooked but firm through all its hardships
we conversed often when I was able
it shared ancient beauty and I brought only silence
this tree would bloom to summers delight
in winter it fought a good fight
to befriend a tree is an easy thing
just breath its life and live its breath
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