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Feb 2015
I walked between the trees
And followed the path
of leaves, something
tugging at my
hand and
pulling at
my wrist
I looked to the sky as the branches covered the sun light
And I wished I could feel that tall
Not a care in the world
Not a problem at all
Raven
Written by
Raven  F/Washington
(F/Washington)   
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