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This Little Girl

Look past the leaves of this single tree,
Do you see the hidden branches?
There's a secret in the roots,
Waiting to be found in second glance.
It's a treasure in the find,
Something few will ever recognize.
But when Joy is stripped away,
And winter winds blow,
You will see the naked branches show,
And how sadly the little girl goes.



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