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TRAVELLER
Traveller camp not by me
for the
night
I am but a barren and
rootless
tree
Stranger repose not your
bones at my site.
For the dream you seek out
is not
with me
The troubles you flee from I
have
my own
The warmth that you crave
for I
cannot be.
Move on for with me you
are
still alone
My shade you could take
but I
bear no fruits
Nor host bee hives to be
victuals for none
Beyond are grapes and
many shaded roots.
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