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Aug 2012
Hope is a Cypress
cracking tendrils
through solid rock.

Churning sustenance from
the barren land
holding tight to the cliff.

Growing, twisted in the wind;
thriving, thrusting branches
growing leaves of redemption.

Defiant and hard
courageous and beatiful
she conquers, she lives, she thrives.
for a new friend who, if I'm lucky, will one day be an old friend. :)
Mark Albert
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Mark Albert
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