There was once a tree who loved language
Who grew up among speechless trees
It was he who survived the fires
When no one had heard his pleas
Like language he learned to be many trees
Many forests to distill the sounds
Filtering down from the sun and stars
Words that were nothing more than leaves
Drawn up and falling back to the ground
Until one day a runaway child
Came wandering through the shade
Pursued by a word he had never heard
Something that sounded like love
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