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You grew me from the earth.
You stretched out my roots as they twisted.
You gave me all the sunshine.
You would lean sideways as I reached.
Slowly I forgot,
How I began.
You withered and grew faint.
You creaked and snapped and fell.
Your faint last words reached my canopy.
"Grow, my child, but do not forget
How you began."
The winds came rushing.
Each little leaf of my past overturned,
Every memory of you carved into my skin.
I stood there for a while
Letting the tempest torture its creator.
Then I knew.
I never got to say goodbye,
I never did understand why,
I never felt you leaving.
Now I see,
All that's left of you
All that's left of me.
The broken twisted branches on the earth,
Back to my roots
Where I began.