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Apr 2015
I've grown into a bonsai avatar tree —
trimmed and transplanted,
sitting potted aside a window.

Waiting until I'm ready.

OK.

I'm finally, I think I might be...

I'm not sure, but

I  am 99% positive

that I want the...

universe to shine upon me.
For rain ruining my day
to just water me.
To shed the seeds
that sowed me.

And branch accordingly.
So ready.
Irate Watcher
Written by
Irate Watcher  30/F/Denver
(30/F/Denver)   
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