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With Weighted leaves... of Stone

And who.....would know?

For who ......could tell?

I've placed my heart,

within, a tree .....Of wired bark ,

that, cannot......... die.

Or cupids..... arrows.

Cannot pierce, encore.

That needs not....sun, nor rain.

To shield loves dying ember.

Lest it be snuffed by wind.

To remain.....a forlorn hope.

That silently, gathers dust.... 

for it 

Cannot sway.

Giajl © Jim Love