captured in the arms
of fallen branches
roots whispering
in death chants
cradled sigh softly
falls to the ground
as the rain stains
the soil in silence
captured in the arms
of fallen branches
roots whispering
in death chants
cradled sigh softly
falls to the ground
as the rain stains
the soil in silence
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