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Mar 2021
He danced atop a branch
and with each step
leaves fell.

He jumped and clapped his hands
and with each clap
birds woke.

He sang with all his might
and with each note
they saw.

They booed him off his stage
for no one liked
the show.
Tommy Le
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Tommy Le  22/M/Montana
(22/M/Montana)   
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