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Bow down.

Like a twisted and crooked branch Hanging off my favourite tree Absent of leaves,winter steals.Sleeping on it kept it bent,
Oh leaves one cannot see You leave me bereft of feelings. Avoidance of me each leave No more hangs lightly on branch from my favourite tree.
I humbly bow down to your feet. Please leaves,leave me alot more happier.






©SukiSushiCrown.13-02-2024
Written by Sukisushicrown
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