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If a tree falls....
I want so much to just pour my heart out, but I can't.
It has nowhere to go - no one to tend to it.
Every ink stroke I read, every flower bed I tend to -
the only one who notices is myself - those who appreciate it is its
own recipient.
The only place my words now fall are on the ground - it could be the sky, it
doesn't matter. The final destination of these words are of no consequence
anyway.
It has nowhere to go - no one to tend to it.
Every ink stroke I read, every flower bed I tend to -
the only one who notices is myself - those who appreciate it is its
own recipient.
The only place my words now fall are on the ground - it could be the sky, it
doesn't matter. The final destination of these words are of no consequence
anyway.
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