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Willow Tree
A willow tree,singing, swaying in the wind,reaching up to the skyand drooping morosely at its edges;I'll climb its gnarled branches,and sit at its highest peaklike a bird gazing over the ...
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Woes Behind Curtains
Upon the illuminated stage,she dances like a butterfly,suckling honey from her spectators;she leaps into the awe of the crowd,light and eminence clear on her chin;and as the curtains sweep to ...