Let's Proceed
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Why await the anointed hour
the end is preceded
by the coming
''Isolated Tree
If I be that member
standing in the wilderness
stark lonely
like a stem in a desert
by the side of an oasis
fore torn
abandoned
What worth then would be
my very being
having been
often I wondered alone
stripped of all intelligence
sheared of all arms and leaves
and nuances of life's awards
Had I lead a life
worthy of my salt
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