Wednesday 5 March 2014

FAMILY TREE


























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Lost in a tree that has no trunk,
Or leaves of which to speak.
Ever surrounded by people I know,
In passing, but not in truth.

I know them in a casual way;
No more than just the time of day.
And yet I must speak so fondly
Of these people I know not?

In this tree that is no tree? No.
The way I think of you
Is determined by the way you act,
Not by who you are.

~ C. Spies

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