A Lament
I spend my time, staring at the sky
jealous of those trees that can reach such great heights
I see their spindly branches winding out into the atmosphere
I feel the heaviness in my limbs
Aren't we both reaching out for you
Grieving my inadequacy
While I stand here with my empty arms outstretched
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