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I try not to
ask silly questions,
but this one persists:

What am I?

….a tree,
uprooted,
wondering in
the wilderness….

a climber
In the darkness,
gravity the
only
certainty(?)

Okay, fine!

These are silly answers!!!

….you hid under
a desk,
fearing
the Black….

So what?
I came through
didn’t I?

….and couldn’t
remember your dreams
…..but we know we
always dream and
that you chosen
to forget….

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