Picture: Trunks of Trees with Ivy by Vincent Van Gogh
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My friends are in love,
With each other
And everything all around.
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They tickle the sky
And drink from the ground.
Their blood is fresh
And moves up and down.
Behind thick skins
And slippery winds,
Bones grow dry
As time passes by.
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In the middle of a grove,
I’ve found true love,
As unconditional
As the sun.
In the middle of a grove,
I’ve found tree-love,
So the birds,
They say,
Sing as one.
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Herons