Chapter nineteen

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The tree sway gracefully

The birds chirp in a melody

As you and I drift away

I thought you loved me

But I guess I was naive

As you where too

Then as I see you

I wonder

"What happened?"

What happened to you

You were so gentle

Like cotten

Now your harsh

As the gravel beneath you

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