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Sunday, October 16, 2016
All these years a bonsai
All these years a bonsai
Longing for an orchard
Producing Life's sweet fruits
Not all wired or tortured
Yet, it is not too late
Here in this fertile soil
Unbound and branching, I
Can feel my roots uncoil
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