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pale gray tree
standing alone so cold
do you feel like me?
wet with morning dew
millions of teer drops
I am you
twisted and thin
I sit and scribble with a pen
you speak only with the wind
pale gray tree
un movable so solid
when will we be free?
you are cut with one big scar
you are close to me
never to far
pale gray tree
suddenly vivid against your white back ground
you made me relize i am free




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