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I have a tree
Which I keep, in a pot.
I turn it.
I turn it, towards the sun,
Turning, turning it,
Day, by day.
Not, just out of affection, but,
Out of a sense of responsibility.
We are bound,
Until the end of days.
It is but a little thing,
But it matters to me.
I am bound, in this,
happily.
~ Tim Burchfield
11/19/15

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