The day you left I was given a seed
The seed was ordinary as any other
It was black with white vertical lines
It was a black walnut seed
It sat on my desk for weeks
I didn't know what to do without you
You were my north star, my compass
One day while cleaning my room
I came across it again
So I put it in the ground like I did you
It is growing into quite the tree
It looks over us just like you
So its like you never left at all
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