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Soft Brown Leaves

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It's just so peculiar
How I see my same brown eyes
Whenever I look at you

Maybe I'm a rose and you're a tulip
The same bees come buzz and titter
Around our separate gardens

In the backyard
A tree grows
Strong bark, gentle leaves

Eventually, the sun sets
Somehow, our tree still grows
Initials etched inside it forever.



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