Trees Stand Still But You Should Not

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Sew a quesiton mark to your deams

imagine where you shall be.

Maybe you are a tree

staying,

waiting,

without motion

in one place for a lifetime

seeing changes around you

while you are stuck to only observe.

Thinking

what would have happened if you had crossed the ocean?

Wondering

when does fulfillment come to me?

Do not be a tree,

remain free.

Discovering everyday

things are truly not what they seem.

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