Lightning strikes the tip Of the forest’s tallest tree, Snuffing out its life, Its dried leaves drifting to earth, Sunlight pouring through the breach.
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buddy don n everthang he ever rites is all made up stuff. inny resemblunts to reel peeple is jes blind luck on the part of buddy don, witch hes the author
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Nice.
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