Treetop

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Treetop

To change the way the game is played

is to name your price for fame. it's the same story 

different chapter. but instead it's moving faster

an it's getting harder to master it. but bit by bit you start

to get use to it and haters have a fit when they have 

to sit by and watch you better it. your life no one elses

but your own and its grown from a flower to a tree and 

you had the power to be free as you climb to the top 

a few branches might pop and some leaves may fall. 

but it's all worth it when you get to the top cause the view may

be the best anyone can ever see.

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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