Freeing the maple tree

sugarcoated, too sweet

to see underneath that maple tree,

sap that flows

unconditionally,

waiting for someone to

be

falling in secret

is not the dream

unable to reveal

seams unraveling, coated in

sticky,

try try

trying

to feel free.


 

Random poem, hope u guys enjoy 🙂

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