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Standing tall and resolute Truly ugly without dispute Waiting till spring to become The best that you can be In the summer you're a beauty In the winter you're a stain On the beauty of the snow No matter who you ask They'll tell you of you're beauty
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Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 8:22 PM UTC
Dead Oak
Standing tall and resolute Truly ugly without dispute Waiting till spring to become The best that you can be In the summer you're a beauty In the winter you're a stain On the beauty of the snow No matter who you ask They'll tell you of you're beauty
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Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 8:22 PM UTC
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