TRUE



TRUE





It is the true maple,

who refuses if not dawns.

It is stuck in the hole;

sometimes wet

sometimes it cracked, dry.

ephemeral, day after day,

floating in the air,

flies and flies with persistence,

between all suns,

lucky ...




Above ground, rapacious; bold;

firm encourages its wait ...

     expects more waiting ...















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