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The Vern

the trees that sprout
with the leaves that lean out,
my branches hang with truth
touching people like you,
grab my branch and i will hang unto you

pull you under my shade
with no shades of grey,
just a place to sit
just a place to stay,
sit and sing
in a colorful jubilee,
in hymns of green and blue
hold your ones very closely

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