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The Girl in the Tree
The tree’s gone
but she has the spark
it gave her
He just grinned
“some of us get dipped in
flat
satin
gloss
But once in while
you’ll find someone who’s
iridescent
and nothing will ever
compare.”
My grandfather put his arm
around my shoulder
“it was nice walking with you”
*Untreated from page 213 in the book Flipped
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