from one tree springs the trunk and the branches
and it seems to me that each part of us always wants to branch out
leaves fall inevitably leaving a
bald space
sort of, i want to go this way and sometimes
i want a
clear butting and
i want to cut you away from my life
so you can grow on your own
independence is a dream of all living
creatures
the strangers look at us: one tree, just one tree
and so pleasing to their eyes
giving shade is enough comfort for a passerby
and hence, i know the reason why,
you are still part of me.
bald space
sort of, i want to go this way and sometimes
i want a
clear butting and
i want to cut you away from my life
so you can grow on your own
independence is a dream of all living
creatures
the strangers look at us: one tree, just one tree
and so pleasing to their eyes
giving shade is enough comfort for a passerby
and hence, i know the reason why,
you are still part of me.
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