the block

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Once I was tall and strong, sadly I was sawed down in my youth.
Then cut into many pieces and formed into a barn.
Then all of my pieces turned old and some of them got drenshed in water.
When we all started to rot, we were torn down.
Now I sit in a classroom watching the kid’s tire of Mr. Fedler talk.
Now I am lonely.





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