I want to be a tree
I want to feel the wind in my branches
reach out to the soil below me and feed on it
I want to become still and observe everything around me
I want to share secret moments with people
I want to watch people grow up
have kids
grow old
I want to fall asleep with every fall and winter
and I want to grow strong in spring in summer
I want to be a swing, a thing to climb on, a thing to have fun on
I want to watch many seasons pass and watch the world around me mature
I want to be a tree
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