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I Sit In My Tree I Sing Like The Birds My Beak Is My Pen My Songs Are My Poems.
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I Sit In My Tree I Sing
David Almond
I Sit In My Tree I Sing Like The Birds My Beak Is My Pen My Songs Are My Poems.
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