looking up (from below)
i
sit on the ground.
i look
up at trees. / they seem bigger
than
they really are, leaves shaking
in
the wind. they shine.
i
feel smaller, too.
one
life will end (paper balls crumpled up
beside me) / .
/ the tree says
it's okay.
it's bigger
than
the crease (above my head)...
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