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Metaphorical poem |
| Some-where in another space, Where no one has been before. A solid black planet, made of the hardest stone, In which nothing becomes secured. And out of the dark, A single tree falls, All twisted and ravened by wind. It try’s desperately to stick, To find a home, In this place where none has ever been. Through long dark nights, And lonely cold days, It searches for a place to call home. It follows it's heart, Hoping it will lead the way, Through this place that no one has known. But just when it thinks, That it has a chance, And that all might turn out ok, That same wind picks up, And it fly’s through the sky, Torn away from the home that could have been. |