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Jul 10
Trees symbolize
Life.
From a vulnerable
Seed.
That has
To be protected.
Into a
Source of oxygen.
That gives
Life,
To others.
But now that I
Grew.
Like a tree
Standing firm
Against
The wind.
Trees symbolized
Death.
Wether I use my
Body as an
Ornament.
Or if
I stick my car
Against the
Bark
Like sap.
Trees symbolize
Death.
No wonder a trees
Silent.
No one can relate
To the pain
Required
To grow.
Trees symbolize
Me.
From a small
Child.
That grew
Into
A great man.
I too suffered
In the silence.
As I watched
My leaves fall.
I was dead.
But with
The help
Of the sun.
I started
To bare fruit.
And
Now others can
See
That I grew.
Written by
Justin  20/M
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