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May 2013
seeing love rise and fall
from a seedling to a tree,
until the last branch left
on a dying trunk, has to
withstand storms and rains
but it never turns green

sometimes water isn’t enough
for trees to grow.
Relyn Anne Ramos
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Relyn Anne Ramos
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