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My Tree
I've heard some say that i'm a talented poet,
it's like i'm gifted and I don't even know it,
apparently something in my words must show it,
but to me words are a tree, i'm just here to grow it,
let it flourish and inspire those with desire,
every year watch it grow just a little bit higher,
and with every leaf a new thought is designed,
they'd circle the world if they stood in line,
the shade from my tree, laced with rythm and rhyme,
and it's only growing bigger as i pass through time,
because the older i get, the more knowledge i gain,
the things i've felt, leaves me forever changed,
for better or worse, who's really to tell,
walking through life, i feel my heart shrink and swell,
Maybe these are just tests, trials of courage,
die if you fail, or live on mentally nourished,
i guess we'll all find out further down the river,
in a boat made from a tree, which my thoughts delivered.
