.. A hundred feet trod
Nourishing with a million water
Wouldn’t let the colors come bold
.. Harsh weather slapped
Subjection to a thousand cuddle
Wouldn’t rescue the unknown leaf
Its your fish!
Straighten or bend it, before it leach
.. Shining through
Once fought in dusk
.. Smiling in the wind
Once a seedling
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