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Weeping Willows
Would you like to know why I like weeping willows?
Their storybook of sadness.
Like each swooping string of foliage is a dismal memory left to mourn.
How many are there, how many layers does that one tree contain?
I think that one could spend their whole life counting.
Their mystery underneath.
As a child I would always want to go inside the mass of limbs.
What would it be like to be surrounded by those eaves, shielded from the outside?
I would imagine it being a whole other world, one I could live in forever and be happy.
Their beauty.
In all their grief, I see glory.
In all their depth and history there is something greater to be revered.
In their sadness is brilliance.
And I also think that's why I like people.
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