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Tree Stick

I’m like a tree stick

I can be broken easily

And will be hard to fix

I can be walked over

I’m just boring twig

I’m such a loser and a loner

Look at me and you will see a prig

It’s hard to look at my own face in the mirror

When I do, all I see is a disappointment

I eat less to try to get thin

Sometimes things just seem pointless

I’m just another useless twig blowing in the wind

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