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When Trees Wept



We perfectly stood still
We perfectly breathed life
But I never knew my small arms
Could give more than just a tickle of a warm flame
These colorful green crowns
Feeds the small people below
Or how my body builds high places
How I wish I can see the the teal whispers of my kin
But we are all left
Stumped by the quick chops
Of the warm hands
We once warmed with this branches

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A representation of inanimate objects expressing forms of emotion.

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Written on June 24, 2021

Submitted by kentuckyanceno on July 24, 2021

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