All is inside
…The tree …when there is calm in the air…
…So deep inside that seems to be out of it…
…However…beyond reach it exists, sometimes exciting the mind…awaking the fear…strength of wind…to be deeply rooted…echo…so long…
…Short-term present…for you…
…Placid temper…siren…half woman…
…Rustle of the dry leaves…Time depreciates their whisper…
…And vernal fickle flow…again and again…
…Nonsense…is tempting…when run along…with you…
…All is inside the tree when there is calm in the air…
…And my love belongs to me; I would hold it if I had the dare…
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