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Jul 2014
These branches have extended so far
protected by the outer bark
the inner wood is soft, not hard
underneath, the leaves are dark

it's hard to grow brand new shoots
and my air, it only pollutes
my branches are full of rotten fruit
the disease is deep within the roots
GaryFairy
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GaryFairy  54/M/Cleveland, Ohio
(54/M/Cleveland, Ohio)   
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