

The Pretending TreeNot far from where I wait in the morning For my big blue bus to come and take me To that mandatory place of learning I glanced around me, and happened to see, a small tree, Acting much like a forest.The Pretending Tree
It was dinky, petite, a little cute, It’s leaves were miniature, unlike It’s heart Which was large and full in that puny shoot. It seemed un-isolated, like a part Of some greater thing, apart from Itself.
It’s sinewy branches reached up too high; Grasping and stretching, as though It supposed
That if it used all it’s self, it could fly Far from this cold
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I ate your soul...
And it was tasty...
Like a fetus
I hope to see your work up soon
and Thank you So much for fav
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"Have no fear of perfection -- you'll never reach it."<<<salvador Dali>>>
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