There is a tree in front
at my window,
a tree that has seen many
, already twice
told me
not make it, you can not
sperarare
to pass even this ...
but he has strong roots. Some storm
has bent, but still gives
fruit, I've got
played under when I was a child and now other children
hangs its branches
certain of its strong roots .
now do not notice it more when I look
but I know there
and reminds me what they are and where I come, I
strong roots.
Bigg
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