Bare Tree
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The autumn tree...
The scaly arms and legs
With no bird housed
In its bare brittle branches
Still the tree seems to be dancing
Wouldn't that be a sight
For starved eyes
A network of arteries
Pumping life into our reveries
Giving new imagination
To the heart
That has tasted the fall of dreams.
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