There are those I know
who would like to be
quick as a dragonfly
wild and free
But there is them
and there is me
and if I could
I'd be a tree
With deep grown roots
strong and steady
and firm in the ground
I'd like to be
When the wind would blow
my branches would breeze
but very few storms
could uproot this tree
And lonely travelers
may sit under my leaves
and find some rest
some shelter with me
So there can be those
who can go ahead and be
wily as the wind
wild and free
So there is them
and here is me
planting in the ground
dreaming of trees
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Messy Mind Writings
RandomThis is just a random rant page that I wanted to put in here for shits and giggles. Part silly-stupid-useless crap that I might have just made up in my brain and decided to write down, like a smidge of a story idea-that-never-will-be or maybe someth...