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I had to write a poem for my english journal in like 2 minutes, and i ended up comparing myself to a tree.

A tree I am not,
though limbs I’ve got.
Trees cannot think,
which I do a lot. 

And when it gets cold
I put on more clothes,
but trees lose their leaves…
do trees get cold? 

They change on the outside,
but people do not.
We change on the inside,
not in color, but in thought.

A tree i am not,
though limbs I’ve got.
Trees cannot think,
which i do a lot.


—another guys poem was about getting a girl pregnant, so i think i did ok.

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