There was a tree In front of me I punched it! Then I kicked it! I spatted on it! I threw stones at it! Then something hard fell to my head. I looked around to see who threw it. There was no one. I searched for that hard thing And found a fruit in the ground.
I sit here for months Starring at this tree Realizing where my life has carried me As the colors change My feelings range expanding from A to Z I have sat here and over time I have come to find What my reality has to be I sit and gaze At this tree in a daze Knowing that my life has been a phase I sat here for months coming to realize I am nobody but me.
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