Like An Old Tree Poem by Theorem The Truth Serum

Like An Old Tree

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I have once seen
the face of happiness.
It was my own face.
Happiness felt somber
like an old tree with
deep roots that reach
out to everything.
The gleam I had
was like the oxygen
that emits from this
old tree. It gave life.
I once gave life
to everything that
was around me.
Now I can only try,
but before it was
effortless.

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