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I Paint

I paint trees

With hopes that I be lifted

Entwined in branches

Held tight

Uplifted

Those vines told me stories

of love and war

Age old tales

Giving me more

Life

I greet my reflection in a puddle,

I stare down from so high.

Who am I?

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Published: Mar 10, 2012
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