
I’m picking
sticking
on pine needles
laying on
evergreen leaves
while the sun
the sun sings to me
he trifles with me
makes it so
I won’t ever leave
he brings vitality
breathes constant
particles of life
into me
and I’m growing
flowing
becoming rays

I’m picking
sticking
on pine needles
laying on
evergreen leaves
while the sun
the sun sings to me
he trifles with me
makes it so
I won’t ever leave
he brings vitality
breathes constant
particles of life
into me
and I’m growing
flowing
becoming rays
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