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The Poetry tree
As she sat, writing poems,
The leaves above her rustled and danced together
The wind behind her pushed cool air into her black hair
The birds chirping softly.
As she sat, absorbed in her mind,
The grass she sat on grew,
And the shade she sat under moved,
While the sun moved across the sky.
She didn't notice, as her plastic pen scribbled and scrawled upon the paper.
She basked in the beauty of nature, and she
was
all
alone.
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