Tree
Poverty made me once climb a tree
sitting high in its breathing crown
I became wealthy with the swallows
the eternity of swirling torpedo skies
swallowed me in its massive silence
only the wind whispered to me softly
telling me with the wishes of the sunshine
that god loves me
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