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Saturday, January 29, 2011
I used to climb a tree
I used to climb a tree
I now stay on the ground
I sit beneath the limbs
Looking up instead of down
I never knew that I would sit
Beneath a climbing tree
I once swore to not come down
But how could I know this me
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