Seemingly sad at times but peaceful and comforting over all
Then the wind comes
it comes fast and cold
my long fluid branches rattle
and thrash around in the wind
the rain comes
the assault is over
i am really a birch
small and bare
thin trunk
stabilized on either side with chains wrapped around me and nailed to the side
in hope that one day i will grow to be big and branchy
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