Poem: Tree Life

We are like the tree you see.
To be free is to be a cosmo into thee.
When you seed a tree you see a complete me.
Not a part of me.
Quite the polarity.
The one and the only me.
As I am.
As unique as I am.
No matter the way my branches contort, you see me as just a tree.
The tree that I am.
So be free and into a cosmo make yourself be.
To be the tree that is the sea.
Or whatever it is that you choose to see

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