LONELY TREE

      

 

          Standing alone in a desert land,

             someone comes along,

       promising to water me.

             little by little he plucks off 

      my leaves, and flowers,

            one by one my branches,

       and leaves me to wither away in harsh land…

 

                                                                 —-A LONELY TREE

 

 

              

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