tea tree
i want to
feel your
sorrow,
weep your
tears,
hear your
sad songs,
and i will
bring you
all the joy
you make
me feel
with my own
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poetry
Poetrypoetry with no rhyme or rain most of these r rlly old and embarrassing but im keeping them for the lore
5.2.24
tea tree
i want to
feel your
sorrow,
weep your
tears,
hear your
sad songs,
and i will
bring you
all the joy
you make
me feel
with my own
