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Oct 2013
a tree
that grows,
is then struck down.
Lightening, Lightening;
but, ah,
trees heal,
so He grows again.
Lightening, Lightening;
a strike
so rare,
and somewhat unexpected.
a tree
not struck
is a tree that is neglected.
He needs
the rain
and also, the light.
Lightening, Lightening;
and then,
the ground --
all He can feel.
no more
sky;
only the earth that is quaked,
and the space that is forsaked
when
the Lightening
strikes,
again and again.
Samantha Rose Schaefer
Written by
Samantha Rose Schaefer  25/KY, United States
(25/KY, United States)   
710
   --- and Sunny Devo
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