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4/12/2022

Oh, old tree,
Your branches hold me a sense of home, where I can be free.
For it lets me be,
Oh, so far! I see,
My heart feels like the sea
Tides collide against the shore
They strengthen my core.

Would you believe me if I said, "I heard an ant roar"?
Oh! A tree I wore,
On the tips of my shore,
Oh, the sea!
Let me see within me.
For abundance defines thee.
For love, the old tree swore.
Shall live forever more.

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warmth

3/12/2022

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When your head is in a fog and the nights are long,
The playlist goes on, but you can’t find the right song.
The emptiness seems to stay long.

Let me hold your head, for it trembles like a little boat on a vast ocean caught in a storm.
Maybe I could keep it a little warm.

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Mother Tree.

warmth

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