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She's climbing
Branch by branch
So high she can taste the sun
So high that she's nearly gone
Her fingers are numb
And her legs burn sore
So she climbs higher
She passes the clouds
She passes the stars
She passes the memories
Falling apart
She's millions of miles above
And she still feels
Like she's six feet underground.




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