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Reft
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...hide is what I see, Far from what I want to be, And yet no more, no less, than tree. Roots still drink the soil and wind still blows Through leaves still green, though withered with the fall. Though reft, what's left of what you were still grows, Still anchored to your trunk, still standing tall. A wounded tree: no less, no more. Not part of me I'm grieving for, Not missing pieces I ignore, Just...

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Published: 2 months, 2 weeks ago (Wed, 30 Sep 2009 21:37:07 PDT); 874 bytes
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