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Aug 2016
Jealousy,
over the heights
Jealousy,
over your fate.
I am sure you were undecided
of tasting the cloud's wonder
and untold
of the grandeur up above
I am sure that was an "undreamt-of"
life with enticing birds amidst
their songful chirp..
what are the odds that
the only sound
we hear from around
is a beautiful music
and the beautiful music
we hear from around
is the only sound
you pine tree! you got that!
what an irony! you never pine!
you always got that
But let you have it
for that's what
makes you a pine tree
and that's what makes me wonder.
Fate has made a choice
to allow me witness you..
what a sound choice!
But I aint you
What a sloppy choice!
Don't be jealous,
for you cannot see you..
you can still watch me admire you..Pine Tree
Written by
Akshayaa
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