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Their branches scraping in the breeze
And leaves that fall about my feet
Making crunchy messes in the street
I do not like naked trees
It signals that soon we both shall freeze
-ellen
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Thursday, October 22, 2015
#inktober Day22 A Poem:I do not like Naked trees
Their branches scraping in the breeze
And leaves that fall about my feet
Making crunchy messes in the street
I do not like naked trees
It signals that soon we both shall freeze
-ellen
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