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Birch the Tree was my best friend. We would spend our summer days in silent harmony. But those days are gone. I really regret it, but Birch the Tree is no longer. Now? Closer than ever, but distant. (I wrote this when I was 10. I never thought it would me so much to me not then, but now.)
A Tree Wrote Back To Me
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