SECRETS...

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if you'd cut
me open
you'd find
rings
just like a tree -
one for every year
I've lived
and all the memories
I've seen,
with every roaring winter,
while years of rot
still in between.

-cut me open and understand
the reasons
why
these leaves
aren't green...
No one tried
No one seen...

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