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The People in the Trees
Across the snowy mountains glimpsed
Through her windshield
Are slight elevations of green
And I think about living in the midst of those trees
In perfect isolation from
The world of bricks and astroturf
Just she and I and others who
Have fled the burning light
Through her windshield
Are slight elevations of green
And I think about living in the midst of those trees
In perfect isolation from
The world of bricks and astroturf
Just she and I and others who
Have fled the burning light
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