I am a solitary tree
living up on a hill,
patiently waiting
for the day that I can
reach the skies.
All my branches were
stretched up high,
braving through
the storms that pass me by.
With shaky limbs
and eyes shut tight
I kept them high,
even if lightning
threatens to strike.
It's the promise of the sun
that soon shall rise
that gives me courage
to stay alive.
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