Monday, February 22, 2010

P2

I collide with mother nature
She greets me with solidarity
Her trees, why are there distinctions
The tree and I, brothers
Because the uncommon are superficial
We cannot be kin
I aspire to have this
Brotherhood, a common
The common of commons
Difficulties arise and its conflict
My new brother, he cries tears
Not tears of sap, but real tears
Validity of brotherhood confirmed

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