//UPDATE// A lot of you have requested a print version of this one to so here it is you are welcome
You’re like a tree in an open field so peaceful and unharmed in any depths of wind silence is what surrounds you, beauty is what you give birth to with every gust through your leaves say a lullaby that I will never hear again all I have are these tears that won’t seem to end left me with this heart that won’t seem to mend.
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Poor little child...
sorry so late on the reply