∴ Quixotic blooded, chasing dreams
can’t catch a wink, tired it seems
but in her limbs and leaves, i now rest
a tree’s bow, my solace, my nest
no bargains struck, no worldly deal
just nature’s sweet love, my lifelong seal ∴


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