Cordate Poems - Poems about Cordate

...who remembers trees when air was free from fares guiltless tankless unassailable cliches of rustling leaves enchanted forests infanticidal practices like nestling newborns atop......

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...Scurrying on my way home, a little leaf catches my eye, and I am compelled yet again to slow down. a whirlwind of thoughts compete with swaying of trees~ lone leaf on my shoe I am not sure ex......

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...Back to my sweet memory when grandma was still there She had a lovely music box cordate red when she opened it the box was playing such a beautiful melody embedded in my memory there was a little f......

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