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I check- No one’s looking. An acorn is the only sound I hear while falling to the ground. I leap from my tree; But I’m not quite free; There’s a lasso around My neck-
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Mar 21, 2019
Mar 21, 2019 at 4:54 PM UTC
The Lasso in the Tree
I check- No one’s looking. An acorn is the only sound I hear while falling to the ground. I leap from my tree; But I’m not quite free; There’s a lasso around My neck-
JessiCalea
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Mar 21, 2019
Mar 21, 2019 at 4:54 PM UTC
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