A Twig born from a tree,
Along with it born a desire,
A desire to explore unknown,
Witnessed the tree through eyes of desire,
Called the tree lifeless,
Began a journey into darkness,
Started to grow searching for anew,
Away from the warmth into the cold,
Twisted itself to find a path,
Travelled far from home,
Tree couldn't see it anymore,
Coldness killed its' leaves,
Darkness murdered its' twigs,
Desire turned it cold,
Desire turned it rotten,
Desire turned it dead.
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