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Dom Gatto
@stone · 1:03

For "s"

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I glide along gingerly feet become his roots going in and out of the ground I move along dirt under my feet. You'll hear me? At night as wind whistles through my leaves softly calling your name I feel like a tree. My love once said to me thank you

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@rocio
Rocío (Ro) Christensen
@rocio · 0:13
And I love the line, I feel like a tree as a sort of seed for the rest of the poet to bloom into new phrases and new ideas. I really enjoyed it. Thank you so much for sharing
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Dom Gatto
@stone · 0:13

@r.o

You. Thank you so much for listening to my poet and for liking it. It means so much to be validated for things that we write. Once again, thank you for listening
@NatashaNoel
Natasha Webb
@NatashaNoel · 0:31
It. I enjoyed your poet. Oh. It was simply beautiful and elegant. That's how I would describe it. I love the analogy as the tree. It touched me. It did. And anyway, thank you for sharing. I hope you have a great day
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