this is the type of thing i think about when i'm running
when it's cold
and dark
and rainy
or hot
and bright
and sunny
things like this roll around in my head
over and over and over
again...
sometimes for weeks...
until i finally get it out...
and then it's gone...
a summer tree gathers
all of your secrets
and keeps them safe within
while a winter tree
holds no loyalty
and shares them with the world
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