A lovely, compassionate poem.

Oct 20, 2020

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My branches are now spread in entirety over the building, finding,
finding all the little areas, those nooks, and crannies where it could find a place,
dodging the windows, dodging the little obstacles on the walls, and went on exploring its way,
and now, the house is a constant companion, sheltering me and in turn, I, trying to wrap it,
wrap it around a little bit more, when it needs my support, a hug does wonders, doesn’t it?

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A lovely, compassionate poem.

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