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By All The Trees

The spindly, stretching, barren branches

Lifting their fingers to the sky

Reaching for the clouds, dreaming to fly

Slowly up and up, growing inch by inch

You poor shrub, you grandiose sequoia

Fate dealt you your hand

This is where you stand

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Published: Aug 13, 2010
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