The tree is tired..
All those times
It chose to bend than resist
The strain was great
The soul, the core became stronger
But the body is tired, the heart exhausted
It was the right move
The big gesture to break the barriers of solitude
But the body is tired, the heart exhausted..
Living for others..
Which will weigh more?
The shelter it gave, or its suffering from strain?
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