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To the little girl with big dreams
I wish the sun always shone
But never burned your skin
And that when it is snowing
The cold never nips
I wish all your tears were happy
And you never knew grief
But I know none of this is true
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First leaf
The first leaf
is let away
from the motherly grasp
of its tree's branches.
It twirls down
the veins and the webbed leaf between them
fighting
gravity
making it spin
dip