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Feb 2015
he told me that he liked the trees,
he liked how they looked,
how they made him feel,
what they were.
so i tried to steal him the trees,
i would give you all the trees,
but while trying to steal one for you,
i fell in love with them,
and sat and loved them.
Brooke Pauley
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