Fruit Tree
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Category : Poems
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Here am I.....
As a decayed tree.
I'm not totally free.
Some of my fruits,
dangle,
from my branches.
Leaves are falling down.
Some are bitter,
and tart.
Are maybe,
a little bit,
rotten?
I have one problem....
The ranches,
even the farms.... never take them.
The fruits seemed to be forbidden,
with a hidden,
taste.
I hope one day...
next season....
That my little tree,
will be okay!
