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A cherry tree, heavy with fruit, Once stood at the bottom of my garden By the small pond filled with septic water Disagreeably still. Ignoring it, over time, its Fruit fell and decayed. Over time its trunk became overwhelmed With boles, its branches snapped. Close by the rich soil Was suffocated with weeds.
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Dec 2, 2015
Dec 2, 2015 at 7:01 PM UTC
The Tree
A cherry tree, heavy with fruit, Once stood at the bottom of my garden By the small pond filled with septic water Disagreeably still. Ignoring it, over time, its Fruit fell and decayed. Over time its trunk became overwhelmed With boles, its branches snapped. Close by the rich soil Was suffocated with weeds.
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Dec 2, 2015
Dec 2, 2015 at 7:01 PM UTC
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