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| [the poet] My Tree |
| my tree it stirs in conditions and the right current may rustle its green leaves building a fervent momentum where every twig and its branches dances.. |
| but for the second when current fails to serenade its bewitching whispers silence bemoans my tree thus it remains standing solid unwavered nor affected |
| none the signs of its passion filled folly except for the fallen leaves on the ground dead and trampled swept away with me for i am the current |
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| written by sherina zain. 27th august 2001. copyright. all rights reserved. |
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