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Dead Trees Can Talk-- Part 1
I was walking by the loud green bushes Their rough knees covered with the ash of webs The whisper through angry short snip-its As the outer edges of my skin brush past I can hear them say She must talk to the dead trees! She must and she will Their bustle gets louder in my head Now I am dizzy stepping on the rude rocks They are harsh and stubborn Blocking my path forward Keep her from the dead trees! No! let her go she's no good Not here she must cross Cross the land of living through Right on through Dead Your nothing but stone Enough stone can stump your growth Here is Anastacia In between the argument of the Garden Maze The Pebbles that skipped on song Draws near to Anastacia They all pile up on one another To take her hand While the rest of the Garden Stood in a disarray Anastacia couldn't believe How fast Pebbles was carrying her The Maze is now a lonely blur So is the raucous of the chatter So far gone, But where to Is this the way to the Dead Trees Yes! Pebbles replied gleefully How could they have known What her thoughts said Magical they stood Trillions of diamonds All clumped heavily together So much it was dangerous Of what rarity and precious The black blue swirl grew The sounds changed The sound of the swirl was silenced Closer to the Dead......
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