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I see them,
Do they see me?
all I can breath,
is the humid air coming from that tree,
You're about to bleed,
You're about to bleed,
Becasue I don't trust any of you trees.
Guide that inspired this poem:
I see them,
Do they see me?
all I can breath,
is the humid air coming from that tree,
You're about to bleed,
You're about to bleed,
Becasue I don't trust any of you trees.
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