The Tree

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My Will, Your Will,
The willow tree-
Is it your will to stay with me?
Drowning in doubt
And uncertainty,
Please be with me
Beneath the tree.

I see the sea,
That holds the key
Flows underneath,
The willow tree.

But flee that tree,
The willow tree,
If you heart is held
By one but me,
To drown in the sea,
To get to me,
Is how to win the my heart for thee.

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