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I've walked as far as my feet can go through deserts, oceans, and forests of rain through tundra and mountains and  wide open plains Searching for a way to keep you here I have failed I feel I've reached the end, as my legs buckle and bend I fall to my knees. This appears as good a place as any to rest my weary eyes I look to the sky I lay on the soft forgiving grass where the ground embraces me and all of my past At last, I am a part of something On the spot that I existed, a tree will grow as a testament it will be what was best in me branches arching and twisted Reaching out towards the sun To find your love I can only hope that one day that you'll find my tree on a warm spring morning and have your thoughts turn to me You'll sit down for a rest and you'll wonder what happened to that man you knew not aware that even now I'm here with you, providing you with a tree that can shade you from the afternoon sun Your eyes will close as you fall into a mid-day slumber, resting in my eden and I will finally be at peace
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j-a-doetsch
40 / M / American
Published
Mar 7, 2012
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