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i found this plant

this blood, this ravenously honest blood,

forged,

from the roots of a mother that cared to little and stayed!
and a father that cared to much and left,

grew into a mighty branch wich has not yet bore any fruit,
is securely placed between  two trees in purpose of being a bridge between them,

i question,
how divided this branch much feel to be at a constant banter with its being, the choloraphorm blood in its veins, its leaves that are of a different color than that of its parents  and siblings, and how it had come to be so different

but in the law of persistance and nature this branch grows thick and sways,
learning more and less with every breeze and child brave enough to climb so high and nap upon its tender bark trusting in its strength,
but this branch is still stuck between two trees serving as bridge and resting point for the brave children who climb high

one might feel a speck of melancholy for the branch wich is stuck between two trees and has not yet bore any  fruit,
but not me,  for i have hope and to much trust in knowing that  some day, some month, some year, that branch will break and fall into a soil of its own domain,
grow roots cleverly placing them into the creek,
and with its hybrid blood mixed with lasting hate and longing love and grow in into a force none have ever faced

and what of the child sleeping upon this branch when it breaks and pursues its plans of growth and devolpment?

well he should know better than to climb so high.

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