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She would sit right under the tree, men say they hear her weeping and yet there are no tears that fell, just leaves from the tree above her. All she had and all she longed to have she left deep in the roots of that tree
She would sit right under the tree, men say they hear her weeping and yet there are no tears that fell, just leaves from the tree above her. All she had and all she longed to have she left deep in the roots of that tree
