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May 2014
My branches stretch wide
My trunk stands strong
Why are my leaves falling?
I have done no wrong

My Branches begin to curl
My trunk is cold and brittle
Why is my life ending ?
While I have witnessed so little..

My branches fling out wide
My trunk again healthy
How can my leaves be so new and green?
Without a soul to help me.
Jono Holme
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