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A crowded tree with leaves on the side
The sound of silent smoke, is like taking time for helpless hope.
The fear of Facing flowers in the middle of the night, makes you feel like a crowded tree with leaves on the side.
A leave thief comes along once in a while, cuts down your imperfections, and runs an other mile.
So there you stand a perfect looking tree, just like the others.
The silent smoke has covered all your beautiful colors.
Very nice
Use of metaphors!
interesting message!
conform or be conformed
well written
Smiles,Koko
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