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Tree
The spring comes
And the old tree blooms,
So it seems.
Just to look a bit closer
And one would see
Corruption and disease.
Branches wither
And flowers fall,
But the sap still flows
And the roots still grow.
And as one looks even closer
He is bound to see
Two names cut into the tree.
(Mine and hers.)
And I wish to flee
From my bark skin.
Roots
Your mirrors upon my mirrors
Unspoken leaves floating in the air
"Please, stay".
My roots are corrupted.
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