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Ode to the Bare Tree Outside the Geometry Room

By raggedyanarchy, Jackson, MS

Who has come to tear
Your fragile leaves and hair
From thin gray twigs and bone?

You are the winter
In the midst of all our spring
Who refuses to let you alone?

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