Tree with friends,
The birds that are chirping and singing so beautifully in your evergreen of your underestimated branch,
Your summer leaf falls in winter on what I'd appreciate to announce a palate but unfortunately is a ground of pain...
Can you hear me?
I'm yearning for what I think is your undivided attention because the rest don't have any interest in hearing to what I've got to say.
I want to whisper to you about the betrayal I've suddenly stumbled upon.
I know it's a lot to encounter, for yet another me.
But I know you'll listen so attentively while multitasking at feeling the waves of wind.
And tree, I also need you to tell me how it feels to be youBy: Paballo Sempe🦋🐛
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𝓢𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓓𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓵: 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓞𝓯 𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓶𝓼𖤍
PoetryPoetry is simplicity. Simplicity is art. This book is art.🦋👣 Welcome to a world of many wanders. ✨