



out in the garden where we planted the seeds
there is a tree as old as me
by the cracks of its skin i climbed to the top
i climbed the tree to see the world
when the gust came around to blow me down
i held on as tightly as you held on to me
held on as tightly as you held on to meuntil it’s time to leave
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