Nest
Does a tree remember,
the leaves that fall every autumn?
I don’t know if I will be remembered,
for the time we plucked our lives from,
for how you flew away from the
branch I still have a small house on
I don’t know if a bird remembers,
which tree he was born on,
but what I do know,
is a bird never forgets
on which tree it has a nest on.
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