Mistletoe

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Fresh as berries
Free as birds
Sweet as ice-cream
Smooth as silk

Evergreen
My soul longs
Its crazy nature
Sucking life away

In awe i gaze
Giving in
That sly fox
Tearing them down

What can i say
Am a mistletoe
Gradually killing
That lofty fruit

It amazes me
My nature
Unfolding
What i am...

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