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one for the Cedar

one for the Acacia

one for Myrtle

that was in the ground afar

one for the Oil

one for the Fir

one for the Pine

how i long for their prickling needle purrs

and one for the Box

with none left to be found

but it will remain in the memory

of Eden

that once was around

and when i cry out for their scent

their love

their sappy tears

i'll know that the sun will continue to shine

for years and

years