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Published: 2010-08-25 18:55:54 +0000 UTC; Views: 187; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 7
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The tree carries cherries, pure red and sweet.Their blossom is pale white, some polluted on the ends, where they perish more quickly,
without a protection at hand.
Some will stay white until they are released from their branches, untainted nor yellow
they fall to the ground where they re-feed the tree where they once were found,
It's a cycle that repeats itself without retardations, with no complications or manipulations.
I think to involve this in life, of all people, but I know that still many won't see my intentions.
I pity those, who haven't got the ability to understand,
I pity those, who have gotten their roots buried to deep in the dirt of their culture.
But when I dug deeper into the soil, I found the soil from where the tree sprouted,
and the fallen remains of what was once a pale white petal.
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Comments: 1
Chikita-banana [2010-08-25 20:41:21 +0000 UTC]
Begin of the 'story': breath in... holding my breath , reading.
At the end of the 'story: Pffff . breath out
I like it (A)
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