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May 2019
my boyfriend
was a tree.
you may wonder why.
i remember
snow
ecstatic
bright
cold.
i hugged a tree.
i suppose that
it is because i am odd.
but
it was warm.
oddly warm,
for a tree.
but warm, nonetheless.
i like to sit by him.
even though we broke up,
weŕe still friends.
trees are oddly warm in the winter. or maybe its just mine.
Anastasia
Written by
Anastasia  19/F
(19/F)   
85
     --- and Kanishka
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