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The trees are dressed in sky
When energy released its embrace
Leaving only their fingers laced
To sustain life
I see the children of the earth
Claiming his father
With a pleasant cry, tear their clothes
As the snake, like the horizon in the evening
When I look up I see them ascend
In new and delicate lace dark
As neurons looking for other spaces
there, at the top and inside of me, up Their bare branches, innocent, exposed
They have the strength and potential of early
Seem fragile, but they sparkle and fenix
Tied up and down
The father awaiting the visit of their breath
And he gives away their blue
to conjugate stations
The delivery date mutual sacred
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