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Backyard Tree (Acrostic)

But then there are secrets
At least one with each of us
Cries that inside incarceration
Kindred by its bearer
Yearning, longing on tenterhooks of hope
And peeping out in dark of
Rusty spoiled outhouse that has store
Dark and Solitary

Too much thou have suffered

Risk now for freedom O! Soul
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