How you murmur
Those sweet songs
Into those big leafy ears;
One sway of a tree
Stands tall
To all surrounding air
I flirted my thoughts
To all corners
After knowing you;
How is that
I stand still, and
You bind my trunk around
How not
You gain my 'self'
from me;
I remain no more
Still
You prefer to blow my memory
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