I'm like you tree I grow and die And like you my wealthy branches sag in rain And also like you wind blows me dry Still coarsing thru with wet remains We grow in a gleam We thrive in light Look closely Look at me closely I look just like you We both burst blindly from the ground Hardened pilgrims from a molten core And we both sing love for a womanly cloud Harmony limbs reaching for more We want more
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