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Mar 2010
I cannot grow here in your shade
I will surely die
I can't reach up or branch out
As there is no sun in sight

Each time I reach up to touch the sky
Your branches hold me down
I can't breathe in any air
There's no air around

My roots curl up against me now
They have no room to grow
Yours have taken all our soil
I'll soon die I know

Why can't we just exist as two
Here separately together
Stand up proudly side by side
And both live here forever
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Neva Flores Varga Smith
Written by
Neva Flores Varga Smith  53/F/Rochester NY
(53/F/Rochester NY)   
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