Girl of the Trees

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touched souls

feet will dangle

and bells will jangle

when she hears the song of oaks.

she will sing along to love

for they love her voice

her heart is made of wood and bark

her soul of roots and leaves

she chants whispers to herself

sounds she learned from trees

she camoflauges with her smile

her skin, her hair, her toes

but would you know something strange?

that the trees are really her folk?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

to sarah.

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