The fledgling bush grew into a tree not without birth pains twigs outstretched its leaves spread with pride the world watched for its downfall from hurricane of woes the now mighty tree survived not without scars; until its golden hair turned into brown age caught up leaves wilted its body gave in no longer proud in the river by the bank of its childhood a driftwood floats to nowhere
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