I'm am week but strong just like a tree as I grow big and tall my trunk is thick and strong by branches blow to and fro lost in the wind I am broken in so many ways and my trunk has been cut deep and has been tried to be cut down but still here I am holding on I've seen many a moon pass above I've been warmed by the sun and cooled by the breeze I have bloosmed and bloomed many beautiful things I've seen many a shooting star pass above but yet here I am i still waver when the wars rage and never attended to but yet I still grow stronger still when I thirst I dig deep with my roots to find all I ever need in me with my leaves hanging gently on my branches I play my song can u here it in the wind for it is what carries it to ur heart

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