POEM: Doppelganger Oak

A lonely oak sits on a grassy knoll.
I know its shapely nature from my mind.
I’ve seen it when I go to take a stroll,
but could see it even if I were blind.
The doppelganger grows within my brain.
It’s ever ready to join in the refrain.

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