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Red Tree

Red tree,
You are beautiful,
Much unlike me.
Awkward, homely,
Unhappy child I may be.
But at least
I notice things such as you-
My red tree dancng in the wind.
Nobody else really sees you.
No, no one hardly cares.
Tell me, do you feel it?
I know you do:

I do.
And eeven though we are so
Unlike,
I know that you feel it,
Too.



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