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Some one a small tree given to me
wild grape tree
was placed in the upper right corner of
writing poems desk
when sing, thinking
when miss any one
when I just stand still
when leaving or entering a room
I looked at the flowerpot
especially hard before going to bed
As soon as I sit down at
peeked peeked
Picked up the mess and came
cleaned it up and planted
a crimson glory vine
I don't know how beautiful
during the night
buds, shiny green leaves
seeing what hiding behind the branches
that are barely visible
I felt how precious daily day is
If I open the window a little,
little winds
shook the big leaves:
said hello
Unfortunately,
the tree branches towards the window
that is not me,
approached the sunlight
I couldn't bring it to me forcibly
I separarted the rod that controls the blinder
It plugged on the side of the pot where I am
attached branches and petals to the stick
But after a few hours
branches and petals fall off again
was facing the window and sunlight
After thinking and thinking
I made up my mind to let it be alone
I felt at ease too
"Strength cannot overcome love"
another morning
branche and leaves
they were pointing at me writing
to lean on poetry
was moving towards me
Of course,
they haven't touched the stick yet.

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