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For years I slept with deep pain

you 'caused us. You left us.

I was restless &

vengeful.

But I almost lost my life ...once,

twice, three times.

After the dust settle you were still

standing there ...like an inmovable

shiny rock against time, wear & tear ...

taking care of all of us.

For that I'll be the largest oak tree

protecting you against

darkest rain 'cause I share the same

roots ...I come from you.