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TreeWhen I first met her, I had just moved into the house One of the first dates we had, we planted a sapling It wasn't something fancy, it wasn't expensive, but it added to the yard, which was a good quality to have, according to her. We'd water it daily, and linger there, talking, later resting together under its shade. A few years went by, and it had grown quite tall...tall enough to hide us, and our sticky romantic moments hidden behind it. As we grew as lovers, our tree kept in time, Always growing, never seeming to know a boundary But, she found one. She left, it was over. Tonight,Tree
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