Just another tree

I
once knew
a tree who was
my own true heart
they cut it down
for woodchip
it's gone
but 
still
I know
it lingers
in my heart
proud and free!

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.

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