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04.03.08 / 8:40 pm
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she grew into a tree before my eyes,
all dark foliage and thick trunk,
and i asked her how she got to be so tall,
(so beautiful, so permanent, and on and on).she said nothing, but did smile;
an unforgettable thing, as the sun burst through her canopy, setting it ablaze;
dawn for a thousand years. in her was an ocean, calm but for the waves,
each grain a year that tried to tell her age.
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