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Tree of Life

by | Poetry, The Lonely Sleep | 0 comments

TREE OF LIFE -by Neo Blaqness There are moments I cannot help but be jealous of a tree and how easily it can shake loose its leaves in the autumn breeze and fold its life into itself until the cold of winter melts and its branches yawn outstretched for spring to hug...

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