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I visit this tree everyday In my dreams. I sit under it and I contemplate all the complications of life. I allow the autumn leaves to fall on me While I think about how well we worked How we were like stars colliding How we floated above the earth How you traced your finger Down my spine How you pulled a smile out of me How you made me feel different. But a storm has come Ripping the tree from the ground Only leaving the roots Of what once was. And now I'm without a home. t.s.
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Feb 25, 2016
Feb 25, 2016 at 11:13 AM UTC
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I visit this tree everyday In my dreams. I sit under it and I contemplate all the complications of life. I allow the autumn leaves to fall on me While I think about how well we worked How we were like stars colliding How we floated above the earth How you traced your finger Down my spine How you pulled a smile out of me How you made me feel different. But a storm has come Ripping the tree from the ground Only leaving the roots Of what once was. And now I'm without a home. t.s.
tstardust
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21/F/Indiana
Feb 25, 2016
Feb 25, 2016 at 11:13 AM UTC
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